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admit it (jersey club remix) - yaboysxint lyrics

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[chorus]
look at my bank yeah you see the digits
choppa ran through now he need a medic
he be talkn’ his sh*t, he really pathetic
bullet hit like a needle, like he diabetic
and packs be like burgers how we flipping for lettuce
and i’m on your block we playing like tetris
i love all my money, my guap, got a fetish
i’ll marry this money not you i’ll admit it
marry this money, marry this money
marry this money not you i’ll admit it
marry this money, marry this money
marry this money not you i’ll admit it
marry this money, marry this money
marry this money not you i’ll admit it
marry this money, marry this money
marry this money not you i’ll admit it
[verse]
big ass, big ass, big ass choppa eat right through his ligaments
big ass, big ass, big ass choppa eat right through his ligaments
watch on my wrist yeah that sh*t a president
i am the best you’re not close to equivalent
and that b*tch sweet like brown, no cinnamon
heard he talk sh*t but i got no pity
but i got a choppa with double d titties
and he tried to k!ll me like my name was fity
but i was untouched rolling right through his city
and his shawty ugly, she itty and bitty
and i hit his, i hit his
i hit his, i hit his
and i hit his legs so he crawling and limbin’
and choppa be shooting like that sh*t is pippin
and all of my songs, all of my songs
all of my songs, all of my songs
and all of my songs be spittins no writtens
she purring and hissing when i f*ck her kitten
i got h*lla hoes, got h*lla hoes
got h*lla hoes, got h*lla hoes
i got h*lla hoes i feel like i’m pimpin’
and shawty so wet that b*tch got me slippin’
and look at all this cash, look at this cash
look at this cash, look at this cash
look at this cash that i just be getting
look at this cash that i just be getting
[chorus]
look at my bank yeah you see the digits
c*hoppa ran through now he need a medic
he be talkn’ his sh*t, he really pathetic
bullet hit like a needle, like he diabetic
and p*packs be like burgers how we flipping for lettuce
and i’m on your block we playing like tetris
i love all my money, my guap, got a fetish
i’ll marry this money not you i’ll admit it
marry this money, marry this money
marry this money not you i’ll admit it
marry this money, marry this money
marry this money not you i’ll admit it
marry this money, marry this money
marry this money not you i’ll admit it
marry this money, marry this money
marry this money not you i’ll admit it

[outro]
i’ll marry this money, marry this money
i’ll marry this money, marry this money
i’ll marry this money, marry this money
i’ll marry this money, marry this money
i’ll marry this money, marry this money
i’ll marry this money, marry this money
i’ll marry this money, marry this money
i’ll marry this money not you i’ll admit it

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