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jpegultra! - jpegmafia lyrics

[intro: denzel curry]

out the trenches for you flabbergasted, fat f*cks
it’s your boy denzel curry in this b*tch
and i’m chillin’ with my n*gga peggy
you already know what time it is, we goin’ around the world with it
and inside your girl with it, you feel me?
live out of your b*tch body like my n*gga wayne say
and you know, for pete’s sake
n*gga, the boy denzel curry gotta do what it take
to get that motherf*ckin’ money and that motherf*ckin’ bread
so, get it on when your b*tch in, ya dig?
so, this how we gon’ do it

[verse 1: denzel curry]
okay, so i gotta be rude

zeltron, n*gga, i am that dude
mе and j*p goin’ a*p*e
so i got monkey bars but this ain’t p.e.
everybody said i got but it nevеr add up, i’ma count past three
matter fact, one
all of this but it’s guaranteed to make a rev run
knee*high jump, better get far or it’s t i stomp
south florida n*gga but i’m north*made, n*gga
this year i’ma be a two pay n*gga
knockin’ off the top, that’s a toupee, n*gga
i’m a tsunami, the new wave, n*gga
most of your members will be dismembered
when you fall off, b*tch, i’m yellin’ out, “timber”
you couldn’t f*ck with me if i had tinder
last name curry, and the c for charisma

[interlude: denzel curry]
live and direct out your b*tch p*ssy
this yo’ boy denzel curry in this ho
a.k.a. zeltron, a.k.a. big ultra
y’all n*ggas don’t know what the f*ck it is
when a real n*gga step into a room with some alligator shoes on
’cause you know we straight out the swamp, straight out the everglades
out of florida, b*tch*ass n*gga
you feel me? dade county, get sprayed county
lauderdale or slaughterdale
you already know what the f*ck it is
ayy, peggy, let me talk to ’em one time, hol’ up

[verse 2: jpegmafia]

n*ggas’ net worth be like seventeen bucks while they begging for feet pics from shortys i been in

i don’t understand when people talk sh*t on me, they gotta lead with a lie or some fibbing
friends acting like they don’t wanna talk, then start begging for change, i don’t know what it’s giving
n*ggas be tryin’ to f*ck on your b*tch while they dappin’ you up sayin’, “i see your vision”
fake friends turning on me for nothing, they mad ’cause they failed even with an advantage
this is my fight, i just woke up as a child of the light
jumped on the beat, had to tell it, “goodnight”
y’all tried your best but the heat aimin’ right
kimber og, i’m as high as a kite
shop for success, well, i brought me a pint
watch how i whip, i ain’t stir*fry the rice
get your head cracked just for rollin’ the dice, uh
now don’t believe hype
believe what you see, not what’s said on the

can’t keep me down, so they try block the shine
try f*ck with my money, try f*ck with my mind
then acting like f*cking they b*tch is a crime
this ain’t relatable, this ain’t debatable
somethin’ happened to you, it’s by design, shh
[interlude: jpegmafia]
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, man

and you never catch me out here lookin’ like these dirty*ass underground rappers

zero women around, loopin’ records n0body wants to hear

[verse 3: jpegmafia]
uh, look

i can’t pray to no god i can’t fear
i think i should have ran me a cult
quarterback that ho like i’m peyton on colts
f*ck*n*ggas yappin’ ’bout me on they alt
but when i see you, it’s degrees of assault

’cause that sh*t is shaky
heard the church service said, “come as you are”
so i showed up with a whole bunch of b*tches that hate me
told my main b*tch to stop actin’ expensive
girl, pass me the mic, you as clueless as stacy
i know that time heals wounds, but my time is money and i can’t use time as saline
pray, for all of my enemies, they either dead or hating, literally faking

ayy, they make a career from hating
ayy, they make a career from faking
i sh*t*talked my way right into a bag
you p*ssy in private, beg him for collabs
you pillow*talkin’ to these b*tches, it’s sad
i don’t know whether to slap you or laugh
shower posse, give that baby a bath
i know your label saw a cash grab

stop yappin’ online ’cause you know where i’m at, lil’ b*tch
f*ck, n*gga

- jpegmafia lyrics

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