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letra de bayou - jaystaxx

[intro}
(look at me, jay)

[chorus]
i’m testing the water i feel like chemist (yeaaaa, mm)
i swear to god these n-ggas feminist (yeaaaa, mm)
in my head i roam, most of the time i get lost in it’
this ain’t a yard sale, so my heart don’t belong in the junk pile (yea)
i can’t confide to you, but if you ask me h-ll yea i’ll lie 2 you
n-ggas after me like i hit the lottery (cha, ching)
i guess they body finna’ come up in the bayou (yea)

[verse: 1]
told her i do voodoo
hi, my name the shadow man’
it’s very nice to meet you
told her ride me like a kawasaki not no 10 speed (yadiiggg)
told her ride me like a kawasaki ain’t no 10 speed (yadiiggg)
yea, hop in that water you swimmin’ with gators, yeaaaa
everybody want the samething’ yea, oooh
9 times out of 10 they a snake they own homie to get it (yea)
that sh-t so sad, that’s why i only rock with a few n-ggas (oh, yea)
and they know who they is’
the fake one’s they gone disappear and the real gone stay (hm, huh)
and they know who they is, yea
that’s why i had to test the waters and see who the real is ok
(on, god)

[verse: 2]
two h-rns on my head, but i don’t worship the devil
that just means i’m the greatest (g.o.a.t)
imma stand for some and i put that on my moms (i merch it)
always knew i was gone be some motherf-ckin’ great (huh)
just had to figure it out (it took some time)
i know some times i do something wrong, i just pray god he forgive me for my sins’
i know some days i don’t always be right, but i pray to god he forgive me for my sins (yea)
had to put them drugs down, it wasn’t helping me out, ooooh
(um, yeaa)
gotta clear mind, now i’m finna be rich (rich, rich)
now i’m finna’ flex on them dusty ass hoes (foreal, foreal)
somebody tell they ass to take a fl!ck (yadiiggg)

[outro]
i’m testing the water i feel like chemist (yeaaaa, mm)
i swear to god these n-ggas feminist (yeaaaa, mm)
in my head i roam, most of the time i get lost in it’
this ain’t a yard sale, so my heart don’t belong in the junk pile (yea)
i’m testing the water i feel like chemist (yeaaaa, mm)
i swear to god these n-ggas feminist (yeaaaa, mm)
in my head i roam, most of the time i get lost in it’

- jaystaxx

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