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letra de two cents - jay gudda

[intro]

[verse: jay gudda]
you see, i could only laugh but so much
i’m down at half, and they up
my b-tch give me ass but no guts
my boy give me half and he’s cut
f-ck
see, there ain’t no room on this team
if you come and ruin my st–z
the ace got two up his sleeve
you sleep ‘cause you don’t believe
my sega taught me how a scorpion freeze
beast boy would morph into me
b-tch, it’s a morgue in my v’s
my family tree’s not with supportin’ their seeds
and i learnt twice to get divorces and leave
so, suck it slow, baby (yuh)
judy judgmental, i f-ckin’ know, baby
don’t f-ck with no blow, you should go, baby
now, go clean your nose, this is how it go, baby
i seen your phone, oh, you such a hoe, baby
guess i need control, best you leave me lone
feed me beats, and i’ll just leave ‘em bones
feed me in the post, this ain’t even close
i’ll compete until i’m decomposed
i don’t need them folks, i don’t see the jokes
they look at me like they seen a ghost (boo)
we don’t need to boast, we don’t need no toast
me, i’m just dying to levitate (i’m dying)
but there’s no sh-t to celebrate
if they hate, then let ‘em hate
we haven’t taken any breaks
anyway, i could take a henny break
sip until my levee break
l!ck her ‘til her belly shake
her kitty taste like confetti cake
hold on, now, wait, you’re already late
i just hit the hesi fake
said medicate, i meditate (aye)
ain’t curve your b-tch, just set her straight
ain’t nothin’ light, this heavy weight
this every day
your man’s everything that he said he ain’t
very fake
jay, make ‘em wait, your sh-t’s never late
said he really ready, but i bet he ain’t
everything’s a go, there isn’t any breaks
that’s two cents for your piggy bank
[outro]

- jay gudda

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