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letra de strike! - jr specs

[intro:] jr specs
yeah, uh mic check, check, check
how do you do it jr?
yeah

[chorus:] jr specs
she gon catch these feelings, (yuh) imma probably throw a strike (yuh)
you gon catch me hooping, sorta feeling like i’m mike (yuh)
imma keep them windows down ’cause that’s just kinda my thing (yuh)
all of them my friends just like i’m stephen a, now sing
she gon catch these feelings, imma probably throw a strike (yuh)
you gon catch me hooping, sorta feeling like i’m mike (yuh)
imma keep them windows down ’cause that’s just kinda my thing (yuh)
all of them my friends just like i’m stephen a, now sing (huh)

[verse 1:] jr specs
clinging to the last imma hopeless, lord let my soul stick to the solstice
bars need speed stick, your old flow’s broken
imma show your squad where the old folks home is (yeah)
they never used to notice (yeah)
now my head inflate like a blowfish (yeah)
cause in sixth grade worked on the spit game just to get girls
and it’s finally working (yeah)
first dibs, (yeah) quick rhythm and i’m quick witted and it really ain’t disputed no more
heading off to college in the fall so it’s only on the beat i got the time to be stupid no more (no)
senior summer not ’bout to be dead
i could spend like all day in bed
date night out with your girl instead, and we ’bout to cruise at the end like ted
no i’m not really in the trap, i just like making people laugh
i just like making y’all bounce, move with the kick like that
dropped late work and i came right back, and i been right back
even on the soccer team been right back, ooh they like that!
outgrown apathy at this point, school out of state, i can’t slack off cause i’m trapped
no i don’t really mean trapped, but i’m all in
always thought that i’d be all in with the music
never really had the b-lls to just do it
at least i’m honest, even when it’s ruthless
i was at home with the books and didn’t do sh-t but i still know a boy’s not useless
guess mom and dad can gimme a thumbs up
now i’m looking up and just looking for dumb luck

[verse 2:] b. aull
i forget the windows down (yeah)
don’t wanna let the indo out
in the crowd, is where i used to be, truthfully
but the b-beast gotta break free now i’m in the wild (yeah)
back when i was knee high, used to wonder what it’d be like
on top, now i get top for the lines that i recite (mmhm)
shawty said i’m writing up a date when i lay when she call me at 3:00 like (whoo!)
everybody know b. be nice, be humble
i just rap on the mic, why mumble? (nah)
i ain’t hearing it, if you fumble it’s a touchdown (you know!)
i inherited, cause i ain’t finna drop the ball (nah)
had to boss up when i got the call (yah)
blame yourself, ain’t n-body stopping y’all (yah)
shot back, now i’m tryin’ cop a mall (yah, yah)
i bounced back that’s why i seem off the wall
not awful tall, the hair just tricked your perception
’bout five-ten my friend, she said at least six feet
but for me she’d make an exception, let it be a lesson (yessir)
goes a long way to have a way with words (yes)
and you’re coming up short so away with yours (yep)
sip your drink, don’t sit and think, get up and bounce every time you play this verse

- jr specs

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