letra de jugga - che
[intro]
yea, yea
[verse 1: che]
i wear designer
i want dat b-tch, n-gga, cuz she fine
i’m in this bih totin on the (yeah)
her p-ssy torch, n-gga, like it’s fire
my b-tch don’t trust me ever, i’m a liar
i’m smokin gas, n-gga, out the grinder
you like a f-g, n-gga, get off grindr
hoe, why you mad n-gga?
hoe, i’m like go get a band n-gga
i’m in this b-tch wit a baddie
i’m in this b-tch wit a bag, n-gga
and i talk sh-t, like a ass n-gga
bad ass b-tch, but i think that i’ll pass n-gga
i was juggin outta class n-gga
ten 5’s for these extended mags, n-gga
10 times better than that last n-gga
they said ten rhymes equal ten racks, n-gga
[verse 2: cayhate]
yeah, she know i’m a star, she lookin mе up
b-tch, i’m in the room and i’m cookin up
she wanna f-ck, yeah wе hookin up
30 round glocks, n-gga, don’t run up
i treat yo main hoe like a sl-t
i’m finna f-ck and delete her
i treat dat hoe like she dead, aaliyah
ran off on the plug on a re-up
ion give a f-ck, yeah, i’m breakin the meter
i’m the va in the va
i’m wit the lil hoe, i know she a cheapskate
i’m finna go and take dat hoe to cheesecake
i wanna f-ck you, b-tch, cuz you a ?
[verse 3: che]
i’m finna spit on n-gga like a bk
hoe, i’m a boss ain’t no he say, she say
i’m hittin jugg’s on the muhf-ckin freeway
bad ass b-tch, she was born on a leap day
i ? on the pack like i was green bay
she so in love wit cash, got h-lla green bae
i wanna touch pad, like a replay
i get you touched bad, like a da
i’m in my duff bag any day
i’m f-ckin bad hoes, yuh
you h-lla mad hoe, i know
? sh-t n-gga, like i’m here
bad ass b-tch, listen ?
she wanna f-ck wit me, cuz i got cash
i’m in this b-tch and im boolin wit kash
[verse 4: cayhate]
you ain’t gotta lie, hoe, ion give no f-ck
these hoes too trife, i can’t give no love
we gon slide past, shoot it up
hm, baby just grab the wheel
yuh, i’m high as f-ck, tryna crack the seal
yeah she love my dreads, got s-x appeal
g-19, keep dat sh-t concealed
black live’s matter, go head take a kneel
yeah, these n-ggas p-ssy, b-tch they takin plea deals
i’m tryna catch me a hat
b-tch, i’m in the a, sippin dj phat
you smoking 35, three five
b-tch, i’m doin 500 every line
sad for dat b-tch on the decline
tryna sell my soul cuz i’m on the rise now
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