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party favors - rj lamont lyrics

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[intro]
rj always trippin’ man, rj always trippin’ man
d*mn matt, this ones too hard
d*mn jakesand

[chorus]
keep the fn, we the best friends
b*tch shiesty, she the type to f*ck your best man
i need half up front and the backend
i was 17, we had act in
im not a rapper, take that chain off
if i point, lil’ bro gon’ blow your brains off
walk em’ down, jump in the track and then we skate off
i put jewels up in chains like i’m adolf

[verse]
i been in my bag, i guess that’s why n*ggas don’t like me
i got b*tches begging, hearting please can you wife me
if i get indicted, same b*tches ain’t gon’ write me
i need all the switchеs, standard glockies don’t excite mе
what you pop, that’s like a .3 or sum?
my b*tch got a bad b*tch, she think she me or sum
you shot the block, b*tch you ain’t leave nothing
i hope he say his prayers cause my beam is coming
i’m in a coupe, yo’ lil’ hemi cute
i don’t trust a b*tch cause eve ate the forbidden fruit
you pillow talk the hoes, man we can get the scoop
i f*ck a b*tch then ask her what she finna do
she know i’m heavy
hoes hate you cause you petty
heard they let me up in cali
that’s my old b*tch, sally
she gon’ brag and say she had me
n*gga barely
“i see you coming up jugg”
n*gga clearly
you see the lifestyle, you see the jewelry
them n*ggas weird, please don’t let them n*ggas near me
i’m my momma golden son, just like i’m gary
i don’t do sh*t for all my hoes, i treat em’ fairly
couple years ago, me and my n*ggas drunk all the (?)
i don’t like her s*x, the only reason you got her back
i don’t know this b*tch, she just fell right in my lap
everyone seem opps, when there money on your hat
when i get a million, they gon’ say its illuminati
put curses on my opps, murder in ink like irv gotti
she can’t be up in this house if she ain’t f*ck n0body
you not the guy they call when its time to catch a body
[chorus]
keep the fn, we the best friends
b*tch shiesty, she the type to f*ck your best man
i need half up front and the backend
i was 17, we had act in
im not a rapper, take that chain off
if i point, lil’ bro gon’ blow your brains off
walk em’ down, jump in the track and then we skate off
i put jewels up in chains like i’m adolf

[outro]
rj always trippin’ man, rj always trippin’ man
d*mn matt, this ones too hard
d*mn jakesand

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