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letra de jugg - brezden

[intro]
jugg
brrr
yeah
okay (yeah)
yeah
okay (yeah)
yeah
okay (d-mn)

[verse]
gas all in my blunt (gas), yo’ b-tch all in her place (yo’ b-tch)
b-tch, i be smokin’ runtz (runtz), that backwoods to the face (i’m high)
why he tried to run? (why?), catch him like a case (come here)
d-mn that boy a rat, we gon’ call him jace
[?] big pockets like a [?], glock get hot like microwave
i’m so high, i’m walkin’ on the moon just like i’m michael j
.223s, got sniper range
i block him, i don’t type the lames
f-ck that b-tch, i like the name
i’ve been through all types of pain
yo’ b-tch gettin’ wet, i like the rain
i’m finna take over just like the game
no, you cannot ride with me, i do not give a f-ck if your name was [the?] wayne
i got too high, had to stay on the plane
you finna crash, need to stay in your lane
i call my dawg “undertaker” (why?)
’cause comin’ down, he make some plays with the [change/chain?]
i’m outta down, makin’ plays wit’ yo’ b-tch
they be like, “d-mn,” what’s that [stitch?]?
she pop a perc, then she get a lil’ itch
we go deep, i’m not throwin’ a hitch
i’m juugin’, finessin’, just tryna get rich
we got bows, john jones got pitch
i was finna f-ck that ho ’cause she talkin’ ’bout size, i already know she a witch (h-ll no)
nah, for real, h-ll nah
[?] lil’ brother just got bale off
oh you want some gas?
well, i’m finna [?], i’m so not bringin’ them scale out
idiot, dawg got green, and he got brown
and he could bring me some [?] (he got it all)
[?] some people was up, and now they down bad and they fell off
i seen people juug (juug)
i seen people rob (they take)
one thing that i know (fo’sho)
is i won’t ever stop (i can’t)
the world so cold (it’s freezin’)
i think i need a scarf (i need it)
i don’t want yo’ wood ([finna?] keep it)
it don’t make me cough
sippin’ wock’, not coffee (nah)
tell these hoes get off me (come get ’em)
bad b-tch, two friends, yes, i’m f-ckin’ all three
i put it on ’em saucey
they tell me you a doggy
my dawg hittin’ with them cards, so he got it all free
the world is all mine (mine), i got it in my hands (i do)
been high a long time (i’m up), but never popped a xan (not one)
her p-ssy like the ocean (it’s wet), my bed just like the sand (come on)
you say that you got motion (for real?), bet you can’t show a band
walk up in the mall, blow a band, hit my shoulder dance
b-tches on my d-ck, know they fans, baby, where your mans?
metal in my hand, not a can, he done hear me tan
spin’ your block, then leave it like iran, go and make a plan
you need to go make a plan, boy
i’m makin’ plays off a android
i’m makin’ plays like i’m mike jordan
run up on me, it’s [?]
i need a show ‘cross the world, i had to quit f-ckin’ that girl, she borin’
f-ck on a whole lotta hoes like i’m [?]
lil’ b-tch, shut up, you see i’m recordin’
ha, nah, for real, i just need you to shut up
b-tch, i’m high (she say, “how?”)
i got wock’ inside my cup (mud)
i take her home, she gettin’ stuffed
your boyfriend a b-tch, you think that he tough (on god)
i got sick of talkin’ to the b-tch, so i kick her out like d-mn, enough, goodbye
you gotta go, enough
i feel like i’m finna blow, erupt
bad b-tch with me, she got d-cups
p-ssy ran up and it got beat up (one-two)
movin’ slow, just like a slug
[?] ho, she don’t get no hug (h-ll nah)
b-tch, this ‘za, hold three-five and [?]
everybody know i’ma always jugg
came from the bottom like a godd-mn rug
[?] like a godd-mn pug
i’m movin’ slow, but feelin’ so good, lil’ b-tch, i’ve been sippin’ that godd-mn mud
[?], boy, you a bug
can’t get no [?], i’m not yo’ bud
that b-tch called me, i’m like, “what?”
she said she wanna act up like a sl-t

- brezden

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