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letra de jokes up - ebk young joc

[verse: bris]
meanwhile, i’m stacking money, i ain’t hungry
if you hear my tummy, that’s because that cookie give me munchies ,n-gga
yea, i’m totin’ something chunky, and that lean keep me crumpy
i’ll grab the pole from stumpy, if it’s funky, n-gga
and i leave the whip in cruise when i hit the road
had the dealer switch the plates, ’til we shoot for bowls
i left the stock in the stick, thеn really filled the polе
we gone wipe his face with these glocks, and probably pick his nose
test his gangster, and go slide, that’s a test drive
i don’t think that boy a dime, knew his flag on west high
and i treat this glock with toc, i feel like left eye
i ain’t never been the type to go hikin’, but my check climb

[chorus: ebk young joc]
jokes up, ‘lil baby, don’t get yo’ hopes up
i’ll break [???] out by larry, and do donuts
so what? i know these n-ggas wanna smoke us
we ain’t hidin, catch me in that lamb, come and throw some
jokes up, ‘lil baby, don’t get yo’ hopes up
i’ll break [???] out by larry, and do donuts
so what? i know these n-ggas wanna smoke us
we ain’t hidin, catch me in that lamb, come and throw some
[verse: armani depaul]
meanwhile, wocky in my soda and my team wild
babygirl, you ain’t my lover, you billy jean wild
racist cop, black man workin’, we pulled the beam out
patient opp, we don’t rap no more, that choppa sing now
meanwhile, freeway froze, i take the routes now
rush hour, steamway gold, i call it [???]
bro just hit a l!ck out in houston, we got the juice now
turn her out, then cut her off, she h-lla loose now
heard the feds tappin my phone, i put the boots down
thought i was a rapper, producer, a n-gga shoot now
yea, yea
i put the boots down
thought i was a rapper, producer, a n-gga shoot now

[verse: ebk young joc]
boy, you dropped a half
when i spin, i’m droppin’ whole 100s
say you in the gang, you flippin’ bowls, but you don’t know nothin’
psh, uh
and you know this, but anywho, i’m finna go pick up trap from this hoe b-tch
can’t hang around you n-ggas, the sh-t ya’ll pullin be some hoe sh-t
it’s bands on the floor, [???], we in motion
uh, n-gga
you be shootin’ hoops, really from the g, 2100, we got shooters too
pass me the bl!cky, no pump fakin’, imma really shoot
snakes’n’apes, welcome to the jungle, this is not a zoo
uh, n-gga
this is not a zoo, snakes’n’apes, welcome to the jungle, this is not a zoo
[chorus: ebk young joc]
jokes up, ‘lil baby, don’t get yo’ hopes up
i’ll break [???] out by larry, and do donuts
so what? i know these n-ggas wanna smoke us
we ain’t hidin, catch me in that lamb, come and throw some
jokes up, ‘lil baby, don’t get yo’ hopes up
i’ll break [???] out by larry, and do donuts
so what? i know these n-ggas wanna smoke us
we ain’t hidin, catch me in that lamb, come and throw some

- ebk young joc

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