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jungle! - yury lyrics

pre*intro: shneaky with it

(music)

introduction [yury / sadfriendd]:
f*ck what they talkin’ we getting a poppin’
i’m making it place, so we making em offer
you get in the way, we gon’ play you, we stompin’
you know that we ridin’ this b*tch and we lockin’
f*ck what they talkin’ we getting a poppin’
i’m making it place, so we making em offer
you get in the way, we gon’ play you, yet we stompin’
you know that we ridin’ this b*tch and we lockin’ (wait, wait)

verse 1 [sadfriendd / xelishurt]:
came from the jungle, i’m a mothaf*cking lion in the street
yeah, i’m a wolf, more f*cking b*tch, time my sheet (yeah)
big dog in this b*tch mothaf*cka tryna hеat
hash out with the glock, like a n*gga i don’t see (wait)
came in this b*tch and i had to put prеssure (wait)
big glock on me and i grab it out the dresser (wait)
ask, cause i slide mothaf*cka, that’s a yes sir
came with the pack, like a mof*ckin’ texture (wait)
i became the gym, on my way to rochester (wait, wait)
to the fam, mothaf*cka don’t text her (wait)
crown, wait, happy so my mof*ckin’ neck hurt
you’ll get bread mof*cka on the network (yuh, yuh, ayy)
verse 2 [xelishurt / sadfriendd]:
make em raise hands at the gun sound
yeah, shoot em in the dome, where a cat like a downstand
yeah, gotta get bread, lil’ bands for the fun’s now
yeah, bad lil’ shawty throwing ass, with the bands now
yuh, said she load a crib with the fashion
yeah, doing it for my shawty and the bread, its passion
yuh, when i’m in the cut, big party get active
yeah, brand new house, big dome she attackin’
yuh, sneaky in the cut hit green, till ashes
yeah, gotta take posts, big bid big passion
yeah, shawties in the pool and they wanna shake asses
yeah, got em in a room, all knees like masses
yuh, b*tch it’s the dose if he don’t like the gun sound
yuh, just like a drink and i spill em till guts now
yuh, shawty so bad with the tiddies i bust down
d*mn, walk in the cut with a dirty blade tucked now
uhh, b*tch hit my crib and i know she won’t f*ck
yeah, hit with the mac little b*tch it’s my chuck
yeah, she takin’ my dress cause she can’t get enough
yeah, just like a jungle, i’m f*cking in rough (wait, wait)

verse 1 (repeat):
came from the jungle, i’m a mothaf*cking lion in the street
yeah, i’m a wolf, more f*cking b*tch, time my sheet (yeah)
big dog in this b*tch mothaf*cka tryna heat
hash out with the glock, like a n*gga i don’t see (wait)
came in this b*tch and i had to put pressure (wait)
big glock on me and i grab it out the dresser (wait)
ask, cause i slide mothaf*cka, that’s a yes sir
came with the pack, like a mof*ckin’ texture
ending [yury]:
f*ck what they talkin’ we getting a poppin’
i’m making it place, so we making em offer
you get in the way, we gon’ play you, yet we stompin’
you know that we ridin’ this b*tch and we loc*
fu* (x4) f*ck what they talkin’ we getting a poppin’
i’m making it place, so we making em offer
you get in the way, we gon’ play you, yet we stompin’
you know that we ridin’ this b*tch and we lockin’

- yury lyrics

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