WHOLE LOTTA
Jayboyy
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Whole lot of money, honeys Party at the mansion with the playboy bunnies Now I'm all in her tummy Nobody do it better than Jayboyy dummy If you thought so boy you a dummy Jayboyy got the whole party jumping Jayboyy got the whole party bumping Jayboyy got the Jayboyy got the Jayboyy got the motherfucking bag In the streets, let's race, no drag Give me one second I'm changing mags Then pop you in the back like we playing tag One shot I don't mean to brag Pockets full I don't mean to sag Keep saying I'm the best I don't mean to nag I'm jus trying to get to a bag Trying to get to a new place In a wraith with the stars like I'm in space Getting face from a star from like O eight Ellen Page Talking about Juno Draw four on your ass no Uno My bodyguards look like sumo Ice so cold looking like Juneau Me and your girl we kick it like judo Hit the blunt, waking up on Pluto Legendary, no pseudo Very scary, you know how this go Jayboyy, came back with a new flow Switched strains came back with some new dro Switched planes in a place that you can't go No names just following the G code Whole lot of smoke when I go into beast mode Whole lot of money, honeys Party at the mansion with the playboy bunnies Now I'm all in her tummy Nobody do it better than Jayboyy dummy If you thought so boy you a dummy Jayboyy got the whole party jumping Jayboyy got the whole party bumping Jayboyy got the Jayboyy got the F*ck what Jayboyy got I got a lot, I know that I'm taking shots Like T Mac I'm getting bread Like big macs All this cheese, look out for big rats Rollin sluggers, smoking big bats Keep an O tucked in my snap back Just in case they check the backpack Love the drugs But hate the relapse Love the slugs But hate the flashbacks Hate the flashes from them Kodaks Smoking ashes, let me roll that I'm all up in your (e)X box She likes when I control that She doesn't want me to stop I'll never leave, I patrol that I'm walking around your block Every corner got to reload that Got a whole lot of bullets Whole lot of shit to blow back Number one, yeah I showed that Better run before I throw that Cock it back like Brady, this beat wavy And you know that I got a Whole lot of money, honeys Party at the mansion with the playboy bunnies Now I'm all in her tummy Nobody do it better than Jayboyy dummy If you thought so boy you a dummy Jayboyy got the whole party jumping Jayboyy got the whole party bumping Jayboyy got the Jayboyy got the Jayboyy gotta go No Back on the track with some sick raps Killin this beat that's why I'm dressed in all black Big slime Niggas thinkin that they All That Sight of my squad makes the opposition fall back Sight of these straps got me thinkin we in Iraq Messing with the gang trust me you don't want that Nah
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