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Jiggy Sizzurp

Jiggy Sizzurp

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I'm off of the side, bitch, I'm 'bout to loof off
I roll up, plunk in them chicken and smoke
I'm proud to tell this bitch how I'm load
I got a deuce in my cup, sippin' dope
Choppa, Chapo
Big dog made, I dug of the name
I'm finna pop my shit like a gang
I'm finna pop my shit like balloons
I'm in the hood, posted with the grooves
I'm in the hood, posted at the spot
You don't get a picture, you gon' get cropped
You don't get a picture, you gotta move
Call me baller, build a Ikea tool
Call me baller, build a Ikea steel
Don't got a heart, I don't know how to feel
Don't got a heart, I do all my hoes wrong
I crack the hoe while he's singing my song
I crack the hoe while he's singing my music
I gotta chill on the weed, I abuse it
If I don't got no time, I'ma lose it
When I be dreaming, that shit be so lucid
I be hitting that gas, I be off of that dozer
I let it drip, need an ark like Noah
I pop this shit on these hoes like a soda
Rockin' the beat like this shit was a Rover
I'm sick of hoes 'cause I'm mo'fuckin' colder
Run a lil' hoe, you get swung like a boulder
I'm with the gang and we still like some soldiers
Smokin' backwoods to the face
No, I can't let you eat off my plate
Feel like I'm Biggie, all I had was faith
Get on my nerves, I'ma leave like a Wraith
Aimin' for they sub at the end of the day
And I ain't duckin' nobody but tape
Like it's Goya, I make some shake
Broke nigga syndrome, I see you got traits
I'm off the side, bitch, I'm 'bout to lose focus
I roll up blunt, get the jiggin' and smoke it
I'm proud as hell in this bitch, yeah, I'm loaded
I got a deuce in my cup, sippin' doses
Tell me, bitch, you gon' get posse coldin'
Trippin' on who? Bitch, I don't got emotions
Say you don't fuck with me? Bitch, I ain't noticed
Say you don't fuck with me? Bitch, I ain't noticed
Pull up to a fuck nigga block, let it blow
You can get hit just for being a troll
You think you crazy? Bitch, I'm really throwed
You think you crazy? Bitch, I'm really wild
I got some niggas, they'll spin like a fidget
Countin' up guap, bitch, I'm countin' up digits
Choppa
Yeah, yeah

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