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letra de jigga - woodboy gee

[intro]
woodboy gee, man
(xavi, you’re a g*nius)
yeah
uh

[chorus]
i feel like jay-z when i’m off a jigga (jay)
i got real drip, i won’t put on tommy hilfiger (yeah)
i’m a real boss, i ain’t gon’ never have to deal with you (boss)
i took real losses out here in that battlefield, n-gga (facts)
water diamonds on me, i be bathin’ while i’m in the club (ice)
forty thousand on me like lil baby while i’m in the club (cash)
every night, i throw a dub, n-ggas hate to show me love (yeah)
pockets be on publix sub, ballin’ like that n-gga numb

[verse]
we got n-ggas out here screamin’ motion, but who really got it? (who got it?)
i was in hawaii with my b-tch, got her feelin’ tropic (b-tch)
two-tone rolex ’round my wrist (ice), this b-tch cost a maserati (ice)
unc’ them in the kitchen cookin’ chickens like he fire hibachi (unc’)
stuck off in them trenches, boy, i feel like a defensive lineman (lift up)
lil’ b-tch got them inches, i’ma bust it if i get behind it
i wan’ get them millions, but i know it come with perfect timing (cash)
make them n-ggas feel it, ’til they sign me, i’ll be out here grindin’
plug just facetimed, said, “wake up, lil’ gee, your sh-t there” (sh-t there)
you can’t f-ck with motion gang unless you really brick fare (gotta have a brick)
i might get another spot to trap and pay the rent there (rent)
we ain’t k!llin’ dogs, but lil’ bruh be cookin’ vicks there (rrr)
b-tch from la, i be callin’ her lil’ plug (b-tch)
she don’t get me sh-t, but like the fact a n-gga sellin’ drugs (yeah)
she be holdin’ down my pistol, all her uncles them was thugs
she be f-ckin’ like a stripper, but she ain’t dancin’ at no club (she ain’t dancin’ at no club)
what your force like? i heard you be out here coppin’ ounces (what your force like?)
i’m a street n-gga, i bought a chain before i bought a house (ice)
if i fly a hundred packs, i’ma get them b-tches off (get them b-tches gone)
i ain’t takin’ sh-t on face, i’ma cash a n-gga out, yeah (cash a n-gga out)
[chorus]
i feel like jay-z when i’m off a jigga (jay)
i got real drip, i won’t put on tommy hilfiger (yeah)
i’m a real boss, i ain’t gon’ never have to deal with you (boss)
i took real losses out here in that battlefield, n-gga (facts)
water diamonds on me, i be bathin’ while i’m in the club (ice)
forty thousand on me like lil baby while i’m in the club (cash)
every night, i throw a dub, n-ggas hate to show me love (yeah)
pockets be on publix sub, ballin’ like that n-gga numb

- woodboy gee

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