T.R@bb - Joogin' lyrics

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T.R@bb - Joogin' lyrics

[Intro] [Verse 1] This that body tossed off a roof You like the tips on shoe laces dog, you out the loop A lot of n***as ran from it shxt they often do Say they offin' truth. I just offer truth y'all awfully rude And I ain't ask for the game it was handed to I po' a 4, watch for the 5 and pray my travels true And I'm tired of these hoes in blazers like turbo from breaking Walter breaking bad. Like a bankrupt doctor I'm praying for patience As I'm riding my chrome, and I'm working my wheels Told my n***as it's time for the push like we biking up hill Live strong armstrong. On my bracelet you yellow Plus you sugar, but word to the hill, I feel like romelo I'm my brothers keeper. Pray he don't meet the reaper My n***a boxed in the can I'mma wyld out til they release him "A lot den changed. A lot of n***as den lost it." Playing like they 76, and they thought they'd beat Boston Damn I feel annointed. Dare the devil to ever see It feel like I'm sparring the last call at 7 seas I'm saving for the vette with dare devil leather seats I'm throwin' alpha soup up, letters read rip It's like you slappin funk flex, bombs on yo fade When you amongst the renegades you'll see lines shutter shades Gators snapping no Everglades If Ks blow you'll have no face And 1 logo, off the top slick. My Soul glow [Hook] I'm jumping off the stage, melee in the crowd Oh you never metta elbows in the house I guess you think you Harden. But This a celebration That's how it hits when my musics in rotation I'm Joogin' I'm Joogin' [Verse 2] Don't ask for a verse from T.R@bb he ruining features like nip tuck If you town' down throw that N up. My girl a pin up Yo girl get pent up. Like block off the gla** Then get tossed out like jazz Hit downlow (ostertaged) My n***as was at the party ciroc'n Tried to pa** that orange to the 5 like (stockon) Told them to leave e(M' alone). I don't indulge in those toxins Then like the mountains in (Utah) got back to rocking. Yo stop it You don't really wanna get it poppin, you wildin' I'm cleaning clocks like I'm detailing watches. So watch it With UFC hands that you dont wanna see of course And I'm showing knees like Cheyenne PE shorts We geroge lucus we came to make a scene We baring out. This like the power cling, got em slitting they wrist You know that emo thing Circle of excellence we like the created team [Hook] [Verse 3] My tracks slap like truck slaps Ran laps in my suede max Flow spark like 4 flats Flow get me blue like gym mats Ratchet ho on my wood tip. I smashed her and her Big sis Plus Lil sis, no kiss Now thats what i call a tre' flip Bloop They still hit me up Bloop Naw I can't pick you up I'm on the road to progess and thumbs up don't get picked up So thumbs down. They give my music hands up. Two thumbs up PF changs 5 stars Tent city hot bars Who is going harder? Somebody please let me know I feel like I'm on fire, I musta hit 3 shots ina row Oh my god it's overflow. I'm who they poured the oil on You better turn yall cameras on For I blackout you'll need candles home Oh lord where did the commas go These bars are going on and on Just long enough to Noose your self Or bungee flair. The shxts unfair Kobe to Jordan why would you compare? I was in heaven when I wrote this hear Always a problem when I link with Blair He threw the cup, I ran up the stairs [Hook]

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