letra de jungle book - yn jay, niral desai, & mace supreme
[intro: mace supreme]
(e-e-e-enrgy made this one)
woah, woah
yeah, do the dance in this b-tch, uh
i’m gonna do the dance in this b-tch, uh
[verse 1: mace supreme]
walked in with a magic glove, feel like mike jackson
ballin’ like i’m going to the league, b-tch, i got drafted
pour another four in the cup, might just start spazzin’
ridin’ and i’m going top speed, might just start crashin’
said she want a birkin for a purse, guess she high fashion
i just spent two-hundred on a porsche, i can’t stop cappin’
all these n-ggas beggin’ for a verse, n-gga, stop askin’
pull up on your block with that heat, might just start action
i’m a skinny n-gga, pockets fat like it’s rasputia
all these n-ggas wanna be my clone like a jet trooper
freaky little b-tch play with b-lls like a pet cougar
pin her to the ground down the count, call me lex luger
heard she out there begging for a ride, call the next uber
i just copped some ice from johnny dang, that’s my neck jeweler
movie b-tch hit me with the, “uh”, that’s a set blooper
guess that i’m the man of her dreams, call me fred krueger
ummm, i need a thick b-tch
n-gga said he bought a rollie, n-gga, that’s a fitbit
i just took a n-gga b-tch, sorry if i hit it
now i’m chillin’ at his wifey crib, pay me for a visit
yeah i admit it, i didn’t finish
beat it like i’m michael, yeah, i hit it and i split it
i can’t never keep a b-tch, can’t never stay committed
i just want the baddest b-tch just to hit and say i did it
[verse 2: yn jay]
hahaha alright
i just want the baddest b-tch on my team
i be mad as f-ck when i’m ot without no lean
i got a bad ass b-tch, she so bad, she so mean
n-gga you ain’t got no bag, you a user, you a fiend
n-gga said he was gonna what? n-gga yeah in your dreams
young n-gga still living with his granny eating collard bones and greens
you a grown-ass man you need to leave
d-mn i need some zaza, call the plug i need some weed
get some head from yo’ granny when she done pick up her t–th
n-gga he ain’t got no money cause you ’cause you-, ahhhh
’cause you cheap
you was standing in the corner, i was probably in the streets
i ain’t never lost a game i can’t lose, undefeat
b-tch give me good head clean it up, she so neat
had to hit it out of town at a room we lowkey
i be probably ducked off out the way, you know me
hundred thousand ain’t sh-t it’s like to me you can’t see
i’m ’boutta buy this bad ass b-tch a book, can you read?
b-tch i tried to ask you nicely to get out, can you leave?
[verse 3: niral desai]
shawty playing jumanji games
she knows i don’t be f-cking with no lames
everywhere i go they starting to know my name
cause i be the guy in the droptop switching lanes
or be flying internationally on a private plane
i’m the next superstar, you know what i’m saying?
i’m the king of the jungle, check my mane
i be at shorty’s crib making it rain
thanking god cause he got me through the pain
b-tch sucking me off, going insane
money coming in, faster than a train
i’m a rebel so i go against the grain
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