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I gotta jug a lot I gotta jug a lot I gotta I gotta I gotta jug a lot Do what I do for crops Coloured the rues til locks Said I gotta jug a lot I gotta jug a lot Do what I do for crops Coloured the rues til locks Said I gotta jug a lot Top down, buster Mcgrady my clutch yea Commie might rush ya Mother still up yea Ticket on other Because I love Two in paradise Seven on pair of dice Jasmine might flower, rice Fluorescent her lights She like the linings, sturdy the timings, green with the lime alike Shawty be shining, still like the winans, she sing truth tonight Uzumaki with ramen, sound like I'm rhyming, stunting this jug for life I gotta jug a lot Do what I do for crops Coloured the rues til locks Said I gotta jug a lot I gotta jug a lot Do what I do for crops Coloured the rues til locks Said I gotta jug a lot Pele to a messy nigga, gotta bless these niggas Might just have to wreck these niggas or just stretch these niggas Switch clothes to test these niggas if they ready, nigga I set, they go if they really tryna stress me, nigga Meditating easy, believe me or not My niggas hella steezy and bro keep a shot She like the way I'm dreamy I pree with the rock Moving like I'm magic, you can't catch it if it's hot Imma change lil shawty for the better Though I know we ain't together forever Imma change lil shawty for the better So narcissistic and I swear I think I'm clever I gotta jug a lot Do what I do for crops Coloured the rues til locks Said I gotta jug a lot I gotta jug a lot Do what I do for crops Coloured the rues til locks Said I gotta jug a lot I feel selfish Fuck these niggas tryna rip me out my sails bitch Salesmen but what u selling ring no bells and I don't trust em I could tell you not my mailman
Writer(s): Tajjae Maycock Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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