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juggin - yungcl x jair lyrics

[intro: jair]

yah, yah
(jair) jair
yungcl
tkog with the movement
atm we addicted to money
ye, yeah you know it

[hook: jair]

i need them pesos, them euros, them bands nigga, that gwop
them bad hoes, i need those, them ratchet girls, them thots
if you say so, but didn’t know it, had a bad hoe at my spot
[?] hey, hey

[verse 1: yungcl]
this choppa chop gon’ get you lit
i’ll hit your top, that four grain clip
she give me brain, my momma’s crip
i’m flexin’ — like a — f-ckin’ — gym
ride around, and you talk shit
yellow xans and actavis
i’m leanin’, know i’ve just grabbed my brick
my trap house move just like a [?]
two .44s aimed at yo gang
i have no shame, i ain’t no lame
rollin’ up these foreign strains
my b-tch she swallow like a drain
my hp up i’m super saiyan
in the game i have no blade
but that’s ok, i still get paid
juggin — for my — f-ckin’ — game

[hook: jair]

pesos, them euros, them bands nigga, that gwop
them bad hoes, i need those, them ratchet girls, them thots
if you say so, but didn’t know it, had a ratchet girl at my spot
[?] hey

[verse 2: yungcl]

these fake xans got my body itchin’
wildin’ out up in the kitchen
pop a bean i am a fiend (pop it)
roll around no red dot on me
pop a xan my words get sloppy
give me top, she call me papi
trappin’ is my f-ckin hobbie
our b-tch she ridin’ in a foreign
pullin’ up your clique look boring
i’m wildin’ with my team keep touring
backwoods, 40s, always pouring
your shit so weak man stop [?]
i’m eating out, i’m gaining pounds
i’m smokin’ loud, can’t hear you now
word around town i got geeks
word around town i got heat
run up on me, the simmie leak
if you ain’t from here, walk straight, don’t speak

- yungcl x jair lyrics

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