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letra de jiggy - jay furr

{intro}

uh, uh, uh , uh , uh
yeah

{verse 1}

i got rich, and i got my n-gga rich too
i married the money i said “i do”
these n-gga cap , the f-ck did i do
this fire , this n-gga , like say “ ahcho”
i got these rack skrrt of in a coupe
i got bands up , “how bout you”
these amiri jeans , b-tch i paid like 2
there ain’t no fear in me , we will blast at you

{chorus}

imma hop out an get jiggy tho
in da car tuckin glocks we got plenty mo’
an’ that hoe be around she a city hoe
my b-tch think she goin’ leave me, she silly tho
i cash out and they mad they like, “really bro”
i got dis out da mud, now im getting dough
i knew i was goin’ be rich , they ain’t feel me tho
we know you dont want smoke, you not wit it doe
{verse 2}

b-tch im too fly , b-tch im too glown’
i got big racks, b-tch im too on
you get blowed down, if you move wrong
if its a showdown , “what are you on?”
im really juggin , b-tch i got 2 phones
look at this rollie’, this b-tch is a 2 tone
these n-gga ain’t real, they ain’t putting they crew on
last n-gga tried me , we popped em’ , den moved on
i mix the prada, dior with the vlone
these n-gga mad wanna see what we be on
this b-tch a freak she want valentino
he say dats’ his queen, he dont know what we know
put racks on his head, “poof” he gone
he diss on da gang , throw bullets like t-bone
this drank im paranoid, b-tch free greedo
im aborting the jakes, im addicted to c-notes

{chorus}

- jay furr

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