letra de jackie chan (remix) - whatuprg
[hook: foggieraw]
young n-gga came in, no discussion
young n-gga beat the block, no percussion
young n-gga, hiya hiya, wah wah, jackie chan
young n-gga, hiya hiya, wah wah, jackie chan
young baby, if it’s good, french dressing
young n-gga, i can’t hear ya, what ya saying?
young n-gga hiya hiya, wah wah, jackie chan
young n-gga, hiya hiya, wah wah, jackie chan
[bridge: foggieraw]
baby girl please don’t be blowing off
baby girl please don’t be blowing off
young n-gga got a blessing, i was praying
young n-gga i ain’t stressing, i was playing
[verse 1: foggieraw]
ooh hottest in the streets, no discussion
i say, ooh baby i went pew, like usain
i say, ooh hmm like bruce wayne
i say, lemme espanol, cinco seis
i say, pull up to your house popping pictures
pull up to your house, chop chop
pull up to your house, what’s your a?
i see you everywhere you go
[bridge 1: foggieraw]
baby girl please don’t be blowing off
baby girl please don’t be blowing off
young n-gga got a blessing, i was praying
young n-gga i ain’t stressing, i was playing
[hook: foggieraw]
young n-gga came in, no discussion
young n-gga beat the block, no percussion
young n-gga, hiya hiya, wah wah, jackie chan
young n-gga, hiya hiya, wah wah, jackie chan
young baby, if it’s good, french dressing
young n-gga, i can’t hear ya, what ya saying?
young n-gga, hiya hiya, wah wah, jackie chan
young n-gga, hiya hiya, wah wah, jackie chan
[verse 2: whatuprg]
shorty columbiana and she hotter than a sauna
i would let her meet my mama, but she always with the drama
baby, i know we make plans, then we push it to mañana
i got better things to do, it’s not me it’s you
let’s not talk about it, let’s forget it, keep it moving
i knew i would be a sensei even when i was a student
i knew i would be a sensei even when i was a student
tryna give you more than music, hold up wait, what y’all doing?
half of y’all ain’t even poppin’, y’all just flexing on the gram
i was iffy when i started but i learned to trust the plan
lately it’s been ghosts around me but i’m walking with the lamb
i don’t do it for the accolades, i do it for the fam, man oh man
[bridge 2: whatuprg]
baby girl please don’t be trollin’ me
baby girl sheesh, why you trollin’ me?
young homie, god bless him, i was prayin’
young homie, i ain’t stressin’, i’m just sayin’
[hook: foggieraw]
young n-gga came in, no discussion
young n-gga beat the block, no percussion
young n-gga, hiya hiya, wah wah, jackie chan
young n-gga, hiya hiya, wah wah, jackie chan
young baby, if it’s good, french dressing
young n-gga, i can’t hear ya, what ya saying
young n-gga, hiya hiya, wah wah, jackie chan
young n-gga, hiya hiya, wah wah, jackie chan
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