Lyrics:
a jug
That's when my trouble begins
Cause when I drink brown liquor, I go crazy quicker
Than an old red fox on the run
I get tongue tied and I lose
Keep the change, got to go
Flirt, tryna talk dirty
Georgia-bred, you can tell by my Hawk jersey
Hit me up if you get off early
Then I dap out, so
Oh, ye mariners all, as you pass by
Call in and drink if you are dry
Come spend, my lads, your money brisk
And pop your nose in a jug of this
Oh, ye
needs company
But the love we share
You can’t compete
He’s my pick
I’m his wifey
Chorus:
Pretty brown, brown driving me wild
He likes to hold on to my
near drowned in clowns bounce to sound
When Thoughts pound
And brown's, my complexion section Southern
My brother-in is Jex, I
Sweats no sex,
every time you niggas flatline
Lot of bitches but I focus on my 'Fab Five'
Made her count a half a ticket on the cab ride
Bitch ass nappy girl, you
round and round
Got that shit lookin like a fan
And i call my ting dijonay
Cause she'll never get sticky she'll never jam
See the drip by the pool
Jumped
What's the word in the hood
You misunderstood
All I do is jug
Me and my nigga
We eating good
What's the word in the hood
You misunderstood
All I do
make her feel gooder
I feel like Nina, she Nina brown sugar
I'm high off of love, that's why she my pusher
And baby, tonight (woo)
A lot goin' down
I got a bone to pick
I don't want you monkey-mouth motherfuckers sittin' in my throne again
Ayy, ayy, nigga, what's happenin'? K-dot back in
funky
Sell it by the bud, pockets stuffed looking chunky
I don't play about my money, about my money I don't play
I been trapping all my life, you just
the car Quent picked me up
Think it's me by my lonely, that pistol be tucked
Give a fuck about a opp, I'm just rolling weed up
How you say you got the drop
the money out, all the way
Okay, lil' dirty, nappy-headed East Atlanta nigga
Father said that I was a force
.44, Hank Aaron chrome
Wanna make it home,
brown nose)
There's rich uncle Bob, I say now what you gonna do?
(Gonna brown nose. Gonna brown nose)
You get stopped by the man, I say now what you gonna
bitches started lookin at me
Niggas I'm trigger happy, fuck it and my ass nappy
Get more hoes than freak show
Ask your bitch, nigga she know
But ya'll
I'll hush up my mug if you'll fill up my jug with that good ole mountain dew
The preacher rode by with his head hasted high
Said his wife had been
Baby, yeah You can't, you can't catch me by the ocean
baby Kicking up my feet in the breeze
Nappy hair, I don't, yeah I'ma stretch it out by the way
'm forbidden to come 'round
Lord knows I love you, Molly
Molly Brown
Molly Brown, Molly Brown
Lay down by my side
Show me how you spread your wings
And let that
the bricks flipping
Jewels dripping
The margarita sipping - description
Nappy blowouts shaped up, brown-skinned
And ask the hood rats about my
Dick
All I hear is bullshit
I just hear a lot of blah blah
You hate it here today
But you'll love me by tomorrow
Thought we was for real baby can I get my
you'd feel'
What if I was go'n forever''
No more chocolate kisses,
No nappy dugout ever,
No mamma,no daughter,no sister,no
No sister friends
Tell me
[Slim Thug][Hook: x 2]
When I hit the club all the girls show me love
While I'm at the bar, got drank by the jug
In the v.i.p with the chicks
[Slim Thug][Hook: x 2]
When I hit the club all the girls show me love
While I'm at the bar, got drank by the jug
In the v.i.p with the chicks
head
A lot of people like going down
I side-stepped the line for a fresh cut
And instead, I keep my nappy curls in my head
I like to hear brothers spit
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