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letra de jiggy - blamian

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[chorus]
get the club poppin’
i ain’t even tryna f-ck till my mans pop in
if there’s a n-gga on the floor, i’m the one who dropped him
how the f-ck he ain’t dead, i’m the one who shot him

[verse 1]
how the f-ck you walking round with no buffs on
i beat her down in your bed, n-gga move on
she a bad b-tch, left me hard like a crouton
the b-tch h-lla wet i ain’t even need no lube on

i’ma slap the f-ck out you if you look wrong
it’s like thirty b-tches tryna f-ck but i took one
it’s like thirty bands in the back but i blew one
it’s like thirty opps tryna find me, i just k!lled one

i ain’t еven gotta act hard, i’m always h-rny
you showing daddy’s money on the gram, n-gga corny
i takе the stick to one b-tch all the time cause they bore me
its always h-lla b-tches on my phone saying, “f-ck me”

[chorus]
get the club poppin’
i ain’t even tryna f-ck till my mans pop in
if there’s a n-gga on the floor, i’m the one who dropped him
how the f-ck he ain’t dead, i’m the one who shot him
[verse 2]
i’ma spank him on the back with a bullet
spank him with a k or a drak, i’ma k!ll him
i just made fifty bands in the week, i’ma flip it
n-gga f-ck all that k!lling, i just study, i’m a student

i ain’t finna lie on the beat, i say dumb sh-t
i ain’t even tryna f-ck, you a dumb b-tch
three hundred on a white tee, bro i’m dumb rich
i ain’t finna trip off no price cause i got it
why i’m finna trip off a price when i made it
why i’m finna buy a new watch, i could take it
throw a couple hunnids on the floor, made her shake it
shove a plan-b in her mouth, f-ck a baby

why the beat calm down? where’d my bass go?
leave a n-gga lost, he don’t know where his chain go
i’ma throw shots down, making two n-ggas tango
i just blew my money on a hooker, where my rent go?
where the f-ck my money go? i’ma make more
i ain’t even know that’s your wife, she a big wh0re
stab a n-gga down with a big ass pitchfork
i’ma beat a ho down, that’s what i got my d-ck for

[chorus]
get the club poppin’
i ain’t even tryna f-ck till my mans pop in
if there’s a n-gga on the floor, i’m the one who dropped him
how the f-ck he ain’t dead, i’m the one who shot him

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