j.shep bar up (feat. lil wade) şarkı sözleri

First line I'm barring niggas up sublimed You sidelined, while I'm bar line Packed in this bitch, Starline The stars align cause I own this bitch Red button I could press but I just phone this bitch Watch ya mouth talking bout the one I ain't no snitch, I can't tell you what I've done But I can tell you what I'll do to these wack niggas All of you rap niggas, is all a bunch of bitches Excluding the niggas I f*ck with It's a lot but it's a little Some of you sit there and fiddle And blow ya canary like it's a ruga Ruler, stick is how I measure ya talent You twelve inches high Congratulations you get a foot up yo ass and a goodbye I'm not the one to try, and get by on I had my fair share of leeches tryna suck rhinestones But they ain't realize I'm a diamond in the cut I really made it out the rough All my dawgs run a muck All yo dogs a bunch of bitches Feminine feature gangstas Ready to tell on me, that's allegations I'm proving innocent till guilty judge I ain't gone plead the fifth cause I won't fucking budge Let me get this fye up off me, I'm throwing slugs But it's a different kind of strike cause it's napalms in my palms How the f*ck did he write this That shii locked in my DNA like it's arthritis This author is the tightest, with the handle and the pen It gotta be A.I, the way this nigga crossing them X'ing them out they long gone F*ck yo faction you all boned Soft porn, you cold footed These missiles heat seeking No wonder they couldn't lock on, you stiff pudding Cold as f*ck but not in a good way You couldn't amass the six figures I spent, comprende You just a poser holding ya homie wallet on pay day May day, it's D-Day that boa SHEP ain't come to play I'm finna clean my plate When I drop it's a massive virus, call that Z-Day Put some respect on my name I'm a forest fire you just a cool lil flame To put it in laymen terms for you I'm that nigga, and you lame F*ck is you saying F*ck is you saying My homie Tuh, hard body nigga feel soft Crack the door to hell's gate, shake the chills off Nigga I can ride the spss, till the wheels off Have my shorty hawk him down, take his heels off I can hit the old town like I'm Lil Nas Nigga I be with them killer that'll steal rob Pull up to the kickback singing like I'm Jill Scott Smack a bitch in the face with a steel glock Tss, damn, they say that's bad promotion The K don't turn him to a spss, then we gone casserole him Rock pints classic Cola's all the cabinets open Up the glock turn his brains into tapioca I just caught a homerun, I feel like Sammy Sosa I can dick her out her dickies, f*ck some fashion nova Nigga slacking I should put a pair of khakis on him Leopard seats and the hoopty got that Caddy odor Ooh I got a johnny's appleseed, falling from the apple tree Long range practice with the ratchet I got accuracy Fifty in the mac can't even clap it's at capacity Bitch I'm putting bodies on my belt like a chastity Turned this back and went against Disaster like Cassidy Long nose on the spss, look like Adam's family Pour the six up in the creme Faygo I lost gravity Smack that bitch with the backhand, I turned her japanese I ain't bapping, drama clap him in the dark Foe nem give yo top ten like this one-o-six and park Nigga I be throwing fins like I'm swimming with the sharks If I see I'm in the park, let this bitch Jordyn Spark nigga Sent him six-two bullets look like a dart nigga I be skating through the spss, like I'm Bart nigga He off Baby Boy, you ain't got no heart nigga He like that Ted movie, he been talking to a Mark nigga I'm a visionary, nah a tennis player Hell yeah I treat the club like I'm in Panera White buffs up on my face to see my vision clear Get to knocking at yo door you think we did it yearly Hop out that ghost with my lil boo, it's like they didn't cheer me Bitch it's getting scary I'm one of one bitch you can find me in the dictionary Get to drawing on yo face we playing pictionary Sliding in a spaceship, I feel like Rick and Jerry Slow straggler walk'em down need some big Amiris I won't talking to that ho, this convo meant for siri Ain't wanna get her chain snatched, then buy that bitch a earring Shit, maybe next time I should listen to that nigga when he tell me that he loyal but he jealous I don't see it I can smell it I'm a beast from the belly of a virgin named Mary That bitch came to get it back in blood like carry
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