Paroles de la chanson Bad Ass Jit (Remix) par Dee Watkins
Chanson manquante pour "Dee Watkins" ? Proposer les paroles
Proposer une correction des paroles de "Bad Ass Jit (Remix)"
Proposer une correction des paroles de "Bad Ass Jit (Remix)"
Paroles de la chanson Bad Ass Jit (Remix) par Dee Watkins
Aye, I don't really know how you niggas feeling
Or what's up wit you niggas
But you know what I'm saying, I'm a different breed, you know
I ain't rocking like you niggas you feel me
But this that florida shit though you know what I'm saying
Real florida jit, you feel me
Look
[Dee Watkins]
I'm straight, I'm cool on that bitch
I was 13 when I hit my first lick
I be staying out the way, I can't get caught up in the mix
So keep that shit from round me if it ain't gon' make me rich
Or what's up wit you niggas
But you know what I'm saying, I'm a different breed, you know
I ain't rocking like you niggas you feel me
But this that florida shit though you know what I'm saying
Real florida jit, you feel me
Look
[Dee Watkins]
I'm straight, I'm cool on that bitch
I was 13 when I hit my first lick
I be staying out the way, I can't get caught up in the mix
So keep that shit from round me if it ain't gon' make me rich
I knew that I'd make it ever since I was a jit
Had a plan, then I made it make sense
I was broke, I had to go and get a fix
Let me tell you a lil story 'bout a bad ass jit
[Dee Watkins]
I was trappin' in the streets and in the class too
That nigga say he got a bag, I got a bag too
You got some fame, now you out here acting brand new
But I'm cool on your baby I done had you
Don't be worried about these niggas get that cash boo
She asked me why I cut her off cause bitch I had to
I like my bitches red bone and my cash blue
I'm in love with that money got a cash flu
Had a plan, then I made it make sense
I was broke, I had to go and get a fix
Let me tell you a lil story 'bout a bad ass jit
[Dee Watkins]
I was trappin' in the streets and in the class too
That nigga say he got a bag, I got a bag too
You got some fame, now you out here acting brand new
But I'm cool on your baby I done had you
Don't be worried about these niggas get that cash boo
She asked me why I cut her off cause bitch I had to
I like my bitches red bone and my cash blue
I'm in love with that money got a cash flu
Yeah, Yeah
Runnin' up a check, I used serve on the front street
She just see a bag I know she don't really want me
I was running around with no shoes like a monkey
Posting on the block day and night like a junkie
Still remember when them pussy niggas came and jumped me
Guess them niggas mad cause they bitches wanna fuck me
I ain't have a pistol on me nigga so you're lucky
I got it on me now, I dare a nigga try to touch me
[Chorus:Dee Watkins]
I'm straight, I'm cool on that bitch
I was 13 when I hit my first lick
Runnin' up a check, I used serve on the front street
She just see a bag I know she don't really want me
I was running around with no shoes like a monkey
Posting on the block day and night like a junkie
Still remember when them pussy niggas came and jumped me
Guess them niggas mad cause they bitches wanna fuck me
I ain't have a pistol on me nigga so you're lucky
I got it on me now, I dare a nigga try to touch me
[Chorus:Dee Watkins]
I'm straight, I'm cool on that bitch
I was 13 when I hit my first lick
I be staying out the way, I can't get caught up in the mix
So keep that shit from round me if it ain't gon' make me rich
I knew that I'd make it ever since I was a jit
Had a plan, then I made it make sense
I was broke, I had to go and get a fix
Let me tell you a lil story 'bout a bad ass jit
[Young Dolph]
Lemme tell you a lil a story bout a snotty nose kid (Who dat?)
He grew up piss poor with big dreams to get rich
He mastered my streets, and learned how to dodge the pigs
And I like my bitch chocolate, and thick
I grew up with priorities though, I always put my family first
So keep that shit from round me if it ain't gon' make me rich
I knew that I'd make it ever since I was a jit
Had a plan, then I made it make sense
I was broke, I had to go and get a fix
Let me tell you a lil story 'bout a bad ass jit
[Young Dolph]
Lemme tell you a lil a story bout a snotty nose kid (Who dat?)
He grew up piss poor with big dreams to get rich
He mastered my streets, and learned how to dodge the pigs
And I like my bitch chocolate, and thick
I grew up with priorities though, I always put my family first
Never had my heart broke by a bitch because I knew my worth
But I had my heart broke from my dog, and that shit hurt
So what I did to ease the pain, drink a lot of syrup (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Mother fuck the opps, put em in the dirt (Yeah, yeah)
First thing first, put em on a shirt
The lil nigga in the neighborhood with the worst (Dolph)
Catch a box for me, bitch and I'll buy you a purse
Bitches throwing they panties at me like I'm ???
I created my own wave, ??? surf
I count my first milli, running through them bags or purse
I smoke a blunt before walk to church
But I had my heart broke from my dog, and that shit hurt
So what I did to ease the pain, drink a lot of syrup (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Mother fuck the opps, put em in the dirt (Yeah, yeah)
First thing first, put em on a shirt
The lil nigga in the neighborhood with the worst (Dolph)
Catch a box for me, bitch and I'll buy you a purse
Bitches throwing they panties at me like I'm ???
I created my own wave, ??? surf
I count my first milli, running through them bags or purse
I smoke a blunt before walk to church
[Chorus:Dee Watkins]
I'm straight, I'm cool on that bitch
I was 13 when I hit my first lick
I be staying out the way, I can't get caught up in the mix
So keep that shit from round me if it ain't gon' make me rich
I knew that I'd make it ever since I was a jit
Had a plan, then I made it make sense
I was broke, I had to go and get a fix
Let me tell you a lil story 'bout a bad ass jit
Paroles.net dispose d’un accord de licence de paroles de chansons avec la Société des Editeurs et Auteurs de Musique (SEAM)