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due date - jux bravo lyrics

[chorus]
uh!
drop the top, hit the gas, get the cash
we ain’t rollin’ with the fake yaya, yaya
when they look me in my face and they don’t say sh*t
i know they hate yaya, yaya
uh!
if you ever drop a name then you b*tch
if i ever had to say sh*t yayaya
& they don’t wait i’m on the way
they can see it in my face i got the cake yaya, yaya

[verse 1]
ooo, too smooth for yo b*tch ass!
hit the gas, watch me cruise on yo b*tch ass!
ain’t no tool when i’m finna
get it rollin’ on the phone with the bidnehh ay!
don’t dap me up when it’s too late (no it’s too late)
i saw you watchin’, peepin’ with yo second face (second)
bitе the dust, never been in sеcond place (no second place)
need that cash? hit up zack like it’s due date ya
to the face ya, roll one to the face ya
ashin’ in the trash n now i’m burnin’ pay stubs

[refrain]
heyo heyo lil mama i might date ya
heyo heyo n now i’m on my way ya
[chorus]
uh!
drop the top, hit the gas, get the cash
we ain’t rollin’ with the fake yaya, yaya
when they look me in my face and they don’t say sh*t
i know they hate yaya, yaya
uh!
if you ever drop a name then you b*tch
if i ever had to say sh*t yayaya
& they don’t wait i’m on the way
they can see it in my face i got the cake yaya, yaya

[verse 2]
o*o*o*o*okay so now he with the sh*ts huh? (pshh duh!)
couldn’t even keep it up back then (whoaaa)
talkin’ down it’s on*site like wix
you can tell ’em they can go and tell they friends

she say it’s me, uh*huh, okay, yeah i want it
gimme dat brain, oh yeah, she know that that medulla oblong*got*it
picky wit the whip she choosin’ uh*huh gotta go get in that new mazi
change her mind n we ended up leavin’ in that rosy red rarri ya
i do what i want and whenever i want
every time they see me up, i swear they can’t handle it

[refrain]
heyo heyo i just love to grab her b*tt
heyo heyo this life i swear it ain’t enough
[outro: willie talons & jux bravo]
ay! hoooweee boi! man, i gotta tell ya man
this right here is that good ol’ fashion
free*range, one*hunerd percent american*made
flexin’
right before my own eyes jux bravo brotha i gotta give it to ya straight man
you got that saucy swagger i’d put all over my beef tips (wait, what?)
uh*huh, this that baby back bravo yessir
(uhhh thanks man… yo did he just have a f*ckin’ eagle? what the f**)

- jux bravo lyrics

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