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letra de pigeon toed - jaquel

[intro]
and just a little bit more, actually not my voice, can you turn up the music
the music more a little bit, thank you
alright so it’s gonna start here, okay

[verse 1]
lemme clear you out like some tenants
then ask you where my f-cking rent is
i got my b-tches, and they bustling on boulevards, like on la cienega
you’re mad at us cause they want us instead of ya
we stay swishing like some knickerbockers
and unfortunately that brings plenty stalkers
they wanna bite, but we keep that tight like lip lockers
a buncha daughtеrs, put y’all in y’all rockers
kicked ya n-ggas out like i’m playing soccеr

[verse 2]
look, we pigeon toed, but do not flock with pigeons
n-ggas is some h0m-phobes, but talk about positions
got pocket books full of honey with some f-cking weed gummies
and all these motherf-cking dummies cannot take my peace from me
like lol, well oh well, i’m jaquel, go to h-ll
hail a witch, catch my spell, b-tch i will never kiss and tell
i hooked them in with that bell now, ringing up my cell now
hot commodity, but none of me is up for sale now
[verse 3]
brain big, be bigger than like megadomes
doug dimmadome, b-tch i’m the owner of the dimmadome
you tried to call him, but he would not pick up the phone
so, if he’s with me now, then tell me how are you getting home?
this flow’s flexible, like gymnastics
but hey, like don’t you know, we got the tactics
cheer up, my b-ttercup, you lost that magic
you should have touched it up, we see you’re sagging

[verse 4]
(high voice, jaquel)
but-but-but-but jaquel, like what the f-ck is surprising? (yeah?)
that’s leo sun, that’s taurus moon, and capricorn is your rising (true)
n-ggas ain’t got that eye for fashion, but you do your own styling (right)
all-all-all-all these n-ggas scamming, they should give you their tithings (haha)
now, where’s the church? (where y’all at?)
now, let them say yes (let ‘em)
let’s open the treasure chest and then see who’s blessed (ruh)
these n-ggas mad cause everything that they do’s a mess (just a mess)
i mean you played their sh-t, it’s not your fault that they left (of course, they left)

[verse 5]
that’s right, and when i played my sh-t, it’s not my fault they stayed
like i will be your prayer warrior, but i cannot save
that’s on my jt, whip ‘em if they misbehave
cause everything i do is perfect, i can’t make mistakes
unlike the rest of you, that’s why i’m never next to you
wherever you are, you’re always leaving some residue
but i’m telling you, b-tch i eschew like all of these n-ggas caused i decided to
my side n-gga calling, you know you gotta stay quiet boo

- jaquel

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