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letra de george of the jungle - theycallmejeff

[intro: theycallmejeff]
um
let’s try jeff
uh (jeff, what the f-ck are you doing?), yuh, ay, ay

[verse 1: theycallmejeff]
takin’ trees to the face like george of the jungle
bouquet flowers, yeah i get ’em by the bundle
only smoke strong, took a sub, that’s the stumble
blunt hair long like the head of rapunzel
call of duty sh-t, sh-t pack a punch, bro
eyes real red, lookin’ like a f-ckin’ punch bowl
i be steady chillin’, if you see me, say “what’s up, bro?”
ay you tryna match? ay for sure, that’s a go, bro (weed)
weed different colors, lookin’ like some d-mn iogo
straight to the head like a godd-mn gopro
public heavy sippin’ on a d-mn full loco
just a chill-ass n-gga, think i livе in a snow globe
i prefer whiskеy, not beer (no, no)
if that’s all you got, n-gga hand it here (oh, whoa)
’cause i’m tryna get lit, bro i’m tryna get hit
thinkin’ courage, i have no fear (no, no)
whole gang with me and here (woo)
eyes rotatin’ like some gears (some gears)
it’s twelve o’ clock, let’s take some shots
mix that brown up with that clear
[chorus: theycallmejeff]
it’s a party, throw yo’ cups up (ay)
we ’bout to get f-cked up
jumpin’ ’round like double dutches
tell the neighbors “shut the f-ck up”
it’s a party, throw yo’ cups up (throw your cups up)
we ’bout to get f-cked up
jumpin’ ’round like double dutches
tell the neighbors “shut the f-ck up”

[interlude: vo2k & theycallmejeff]
what up, j?
what up, bro?
ay bro, could you pass me that joint?
of course
good luck, bro
yuh, yuh
yeah

[verse 2: vo2k]
i don’t really give a f-ck ’bout sh-t (nah)
just me and my n-ggas, that’s it (yuh)
post up, jump off of the van (yeah)
just go, no words, no sense (ay)
hard to keep these hoes off of me
’cause they all want a taste of the high life (yuh)
no stuntman, girl this is my life
broke from weed, now i’m tryna get my math right
n-ggas steal a piece of my swag, that’s a sound bite
i just took a left down the road, we’ll be alright
i ain’t got no birds just to take, we went all night
yeah we gon’ do it all again
she broke the weed down and called her friends
i pour the shots, let it sob again
i won’t just take what you offerin’
i’ll call the gang up and start some sh-t
shake the back camera, then park the whip
i want big way like the parker’s is
i roll an eighth, f-ck this spark, it’s lit
poof, top down with the roof
n-ggas say they on, i don’t see the proof
take a chance with me, girl, get loose
[chorus: theycallmejeff]
it’s a party, throw yo’ cups up (ay)
we ’bout to get f-cked up
jumpin’ ’round like double dutches
tell the neighbors “shut the f-ck up”
it’s a party, throw yo’ cups up (throw your cups up)
we ’bout to get f-cked up
jumpin’ ’round like double dutches
tell the neighbors “shut the f-ck up”

[outro: theycallmejeff]
(takin’ trees to the face like george of the jungle)
(george of the jungle, george of the-)
(takin’ trees to the face like-)
(like george of the jungle, uh)

- theycallmejeff

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