Nate Fox - Jit/Juke lyrics

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Nate Fox - Jit/Juke lyrics

[Verse 1] Ho, I got my cell phone ringin', nowadays it's hard to get me Nine times out of ten, if you ballin' then you busy Sippin' Henney, sippin' Rémy like it's Chrissy And I pop that champagne like it's my birthday, really it's a Wednesday All about the benjis, I've been gone all year Came back, I swear you n***as ain't done moved an inch or centi Mind movin' like a semi, pop pop pop, the truth is I feel like ma**euses when I back off in this b**h, I feel the tension Ho, you've got your hand out, what that mean, like gimmie? What you need your a**, a penny? Better off askin' for kidneys I know thug a** n***as that'll run in your house You lock the door, you lock the window, they gon' come down the chimney Skinny n***a but I walk inside this b**h like Dikimbe I'm the Laurent St., I keep a angel face with me You got your hand out, ho, again, what that mean, like gimme? What you need you, a penny? Better off askin' for kidneys If a b**h don't s** my dick, I swear that sh** just offend me Ho, I'm really from Detroit, I went to Ca** and not Renni Actin' like you can't die tonight, what, you gon' come back like Kenny? I roll up spazzin' like Timmy, hand is attached to the benjis [Hook x2] Atta-tached to the benjis, not attached to these feelings I don't love these hoes, I'd rather f** me a million, I mean it If I said it, I mean it If I said it, I mean it If I said it, I mean it [Verse 2] n***a, I be the most imitated, my crib renovated My old b**h a**essin', my new b**h is waitin' Just like a doctor with my operation I got me my check-up but still got no patience All of these texts and calls I'm not takin' My phone overflowin', that sh** can get drainin' I signed up with Ye, and he just explained it How we gotta get it like Jay-Z and Damon Did back in the year that they came in Stuck between a ROC and the G.O.O.D. place is where I'm remainin' b**h, it's finally famous What you do in a day I could do before breakfast Young n***a T-rexing My old b**h wish that she would've got pregnant Tryna be the first lady because my wrist just won a presidential election b**h, and I hope you offended I said it, I meant it, I hope that recorded I just broke a Guinness I flew in from Italy through the Pacific Shout out to Kourtney, Kim, Khloe and Scott Disick When you see my pretty face, shut the f** up and kiss it And just know that my hands [Hook x2] If I said it, I mean it If I said it, I mean it [Outro] It's goin' down, down in the earliest round And baby, we'll be goin' down swingin' I'll be your number one with a bullet I've got a loaded God complex, co*k it and pull it It's goin' down, down in the earliest round And baby, we'll be goin' down swingin' I'll be your number one with a bullet I've got the safety off, co*ked back, ready to pull it

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