letra de he jacked it (repaired version) - dudeylo

[intro: dotty]
bow
better get out the
bow, better get out the
e-wokk, e-wokk
better get out the, bow, bow

[chorus: dotty]
better get out the way b-tch i’m smokin on nu
body collapsed n-gga fell and he flew
throw up the jet throw it back i’ma boom
when i throw up the makk when i step in the room
b-tch tryna line me like 48 who?
critical stabbin’ like go check the news
sha, he ran on woo lotti he died, like how the f-ck you got packed inna stu
mdot, beat with the g and hе jacked it, like why the f-ck would you mеntion my crew
x, dead, the n-gga went poof
like on the s better ask what i do
like better ask how many shots i done threw
opp thot, totin’ they comin in groups

[verse 1: dotty]
bbl b-tt she shake on the roof
they comin’ and goin’ i can’t love a smooch
mdot, beat with the back of the gun
nuski, punched in the face n-gga done
lotti, spin with no g and got cut
in the car with the bzz in the back goin’ dumb
?????? we havin’ fun
he thought he was jammin’ the lil n-gga done
picked up his body he fell in the dust
like better ask how i get with my gun
[chorus: dotty]
better get out the way b-tch i’m smokin on nu
body collapsed n-gga fell and he flew
throw up the jet throw it back i’ma boom
when i throw up the makk when i step in the room
b-tch tryna line me like 48 who?
critical stabbin’ like go check the news
sha, he ran on woo lotti he died, like how the f-ck you got packed inna stu
mdot, beat with the g and he jacked it, like why the f-ck would you mention my crew
x, dead, the n-gga went poof
like on the s better ask what i do
like better ask how many shots i done threw
opp thot, totin’ they comin in groups
bbl b-tt she shake on the roof
they comin’ and goin’ i can’t love a smooch

[verse 2: dudeylo]
bro had to sit cause he caught him a 2
think about mel when i’m bendin’ through drew
like, well we made n-ggas go poof
walk down let me get in my groove
i looked at scoob, he looked at me had to tell him bro we gotta get off of this strip
car move funny put holes in the whip no cap n-gga i really rap what i did
n-ggas be p-ssy tryna take a pic’
i’m on the opps tryna catch a new vic’
the lz gettin’ lame so let’s go to the mitch, ion care who it is i just want me a crip
mdot what? get off our c-ck, goofy, how you a opp?
you’on know who be swingin’ the chop, you don’t know we send n-ggas to
[chorus: dotty]
better get out the way b-tch i’m smokin on nu
body collapsed n-gga fell and he flew
throw up the jet throw it back i’ma boom
when i throw up the makk when i step in the room
b-tch tryna line me like 48 who?
critical stabbin’ like go check the news
sha, he ran on woo lotti he died, like how the f-ck you got packed inna stu
mdot, beat with the g and he jacked it, like why the f-ck would you mention my crew
x, dead, the n-gga went poof
like on the s better ask what i do
like better ask how many shots i done threw
opp thot, totin’ they comin in groups
bbl b-tt she shake on the roof
they comin’ and goin’ i can’t love a smooch

- dudeylo

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