Just me
Just me
I wanna say just..
I wanna say just..
Ju-ju-ju-ju
*Damn*
[Verse 1: Johnny Venus]
This that might see 25
The name I see for my partners
Now I ain't so sure they died
That I hope this smoke dry my eyes
But kinfolk right outside with the rental
Binto, limo, zimbo, titty flow, wind storm, stage coach, wormhole, 64', long with this shit, go I don't mind
Breakfast for dinner
Pussy for Breakfast
I bought the bando
You bought the necklace
That's where we separate
Fucking with Marshall
Well that's the connection
Well that shit gon' cost ya
Well that's an investment
Just passing through sir
Still got arrested
Fucking with Marshall
Will teach you a lesson
Girl I was just asking
Cause your ass can get it
Girl your ass impressive
But your ass a blessing
But your ass keep acting
Exactly to toss that shit back like vital signs
Coming out that box Chevy
20 Million 20 year olds
Trying to keep it together
Trying to sweep they confetti
Trying to sleep like Coretta
Top up with our Mom's spaghetti
Ready, cause if they catch me with this
My face gon' hit them front pictures
Y'all go head and hit them switches
Y'all go head and hit them swishers
Smoke race taking mid ditches [?]
Your position is poor precision
Hold up bitch you blocking my vision
[Hook: Marian Mereba] x2
Baby, lay off
Might see Jesus before I see my next day off
Bitch you reaching for my lighter like it's my next pay off
Let's make this one quick ride to the liquor sto'
Then we can run some more
Cause freedom can be so fun
[Verse 2: Doctur Dot]
I ain't even tripping no more
Tired trying shake niggas out they sleep
There's a feast on the table and my dogs knock it over
Off the spill I bet everybody eat
Trying to make the fucking best of god giving ability
You can tell it's storm on the way
Hope the bitch niggas smell it
On your truth
I'm aloof to the shit you telling
Linking up with better plugs got a nigga disconnected
So we aren't fucking with the bar
We ain't fucking up the club tonight
Bitches in my cellular device
Call 'em up to smoke and fuck tonight
Taking shots for bros we lost when we was young
That really ain't deserve to die
I remember everyone that told me no
But nowadays they can't deny
I don't hold grudges
No no no no
Those are for bitches with nothing to do
I'd rather give niggas nothing but juice
Live life like there's nothing to lose
Oh shit, my bad, my bad
Where are my manners man
Please allow me to reintroduce
It's Doctur
The loopiest Nubian you ever knew
Pray to god everyday for some new revenue
Revenue, revenue, revenue, revenue (repeat x4)
[Hook: Marian Mereba] x2
Baby, lay off
Might see Jesus before I see my next day off
Bitch you reaching for my lighter like it's my next pay off
Let's make this one quick ride to the liquor sto'
Then we can run some more
Cause freedom can be so fun
[Bridge? x3]
Go 'head n put it in motion
We'll have to take off alone
Better to be in devotion
Say that to be in control
[Intro] Just me Just me I wanna say just.. I wanna say just.. Ju-ju-ju-ju *Damn* [Verse 1: Johnny Venus] This that might see 25 The name I see for my partners Now I ain't so sure they died That I hope this smoke dry my eyes But kinfolk right outside with the rental Binto, limo, zimbo, titty flow, wind storm, stage coach, wormhole, 64', long with this shit, go I don't mind Breakfast for dinner Pussy for Breakfast I bought the bando You bought the necklace That's where we separate Fucking with Marshall Well that's the connection Well that shit gon' cost ya Well that's an investment Just passing through sir Still got arrested Fucking with Marshall Will teach you a lesson Girl I was just asking Cause your ass can get it Girl your ass impressive But your ass a blessing But your ass keep acting Exactly to toss that shit back like vital signs Coming out that box Chevy 20 Million 20 year olds Trying to keep it together Trying to sweep they confetti Trying to sleep like Coretta Top up with our Mom's spaghetti Ready, cause if they catch me with this My face gon' hit them front pictures Y'all go head and hit them switches Y'all go head and hit them swishers Smoke race taking mid ditches [?] Your position is poor precision Hold up bitch you blocking my vision [Hook: Marian Mereba] x2 Baby, lay off Might see Jesus before I see my next day off Bitch you reaching for my lighter like it's my next pay off Let's make this one quick ride to the liquor sto' Then we can run some more Cause freedom can be so fun [Verse 2: Doctur Dot] I ain't even tripping no more Tired trying shake niggas out they sleep There's a feast on the table and my dogs knock it over Off the spill I bet everybody eat Trying to make the fucking best of god giving ability You can tell it's storm on the way Hope the bitch niggas smell it On your truth I'm aloof to the shit you telling Linking up with better plugs got a nigga disconnected So we aren't fucking with the bar We ain't fucking up the club tonight Bitches in my cellular device Call 'em up to smoke and fuck tonight Taking shots for bros we lost when we was young That really ain't deserve to die I remember everyone that told me no But nowadays they can't deny I don't hold grudges No no no no Those are for bitches with nothing to do I'd rather give niggas nothing but juice Live life like there's nothing to lose Oh shit, my bad, my bad Where are my manners man Please allow me to reintroduce It's Doctur The loopiest Nubian you ever knew Pray to god everyday for some new revenue Revenue, revenue, revenue, revenue (repeat x4) [Hook: Marian Mereba] x2 Baby, lay off Might see Jesus before I see my next day off Bitch you reaching for my lighter like it's my next pay off Let's make this one quick ride to the liquor sto' Then we can run some more Cause freedom can be so fun [Bridge? x3] Go 'head n put it in motion We'll have to take off alone Better to be in devotion Say that to be in control Explain Request ×
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