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vibes - just say jones lyrics

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west west
uh

verse 1: just say jones

i run into n*ggas
i ain’t in to n*ggas
how you know me, homie
whats the business n*gga
keeping parts of the pie, like to pinch profits
you are not like i, cause you can’t cop it
im the west new bull and you can’t stop it
say its brilliance on the label
n*gga gone cop it
àndale to ya bae, an thats yo chick
she know my whole name
want my whole d*ck
whoa
say words, thats crazy huh
im living lavish and a n*gga from the 80’s huh
running game on a beezy
its a niche maine
whoa
propane, spit, flame
big jones on the track, its a hit huh
im a rap it for you, like a gift huh
in and out so quick and it get done
this is now so brilliant in ya system
well pour me up, yеp
i need a big cup
is we sipping by the ounce n*gga
yеs sir
i ain’t even trying to bounce
im a bless her
an i dont even use the bed, but the dresser
keep the monkey high
keep the screaming low
you ain’t got to yell out just say jones
we can go all day, im from daygo
an we can make it how i said on the west coast
woooooo

chorus:

said we vibin on the west coast, west coast
yeah we vibin on the west coast, west
said we vibin on the west coast, west coast
straight vibin on the westcoast, n*gga
straight vibin on the westcoast, west coast
straight vibin on the westcoast, west coast
straight vibin on the westcoast
we straight vibin on the west coast n*gga

verse 2: b.ailey
i’m in the zone
stoned i just ripped the bong
love me long, dimes in my iphone
swagg drippa, hennessy sippa
9 milli totin ass hollow tip spitta uh
no manners, cali made a savage
i just want the cabbage b*tch i got expensive habits
in a z28 switching lanes ducking lames
i get road rage on my way to the cake
uh
hold it down for the west coast
uh
swagg the track wit my big bro
yeah
crocasacks and my locc flow
spit venom, spit fire, n*gga die slow
i’m really different, still with the business
whips n chains big rocks on my pinky finger
call me mr. sweet*talk*her till her panties dripping
i’m the reason why ya b*tch need a babysitter

just say jones:
uh
how we stay on point like a laser beam
tell ya b*tch come through
she need to pay the team
b.ailey:
north side n*gga, i’m o.t wit her
give her game show the b*tch just how to get it
left in a chevy
came in a bentley

just say jones:
this a new world
not the same city
got some new girls
an my n*ggas with me
fin to turn them all out n*gga

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