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Wednesday 27 December 2017

Jamie Ray - Youngboy 16 Lyrics ft NBA

Jamie Ray - Youngboy 16 Lyrics ft NBA

Jamie Ray - Youngboy 16 Lyrics ft NBA
When I was 16, hit a lick, I had no options
Now I got options
B***h I’m popping chunky pockets
Doing big things
Y’all can’t copy, Y’all can’t stop me
Too many straps, too many rockets
Y’all can’t pop me
No, I don’t ask for approval
If I want that s**t, I get that s**t
No, that ain’t your wifey
I just hit that b***h, I hit that lick
She threw me the keys and I just hit 140 in that b***h
I know that imma get it back
So all I do is spend that s**t.
Ouu in the ..
I’m up in the lobby ouu
Live fiesta R Kelly boo and Gotti ouu
That lil b***h I swear she got a f*****g body, ouu
Your chick staring hard
I swear that she a thotty, ouu
Y’all can’t catch up
B***h I messed up
Roll that pressure
On my dresser
Y’all just cheesy
I got more cheese than Chesters.
Y’all fakers here y’all green
I got more green than lesters, ouu
Two chains on m looking like a walking check
Try to hit a lick and we go off the tek
Play around with the set and we go off the tek
You go walk the plank
You going off the deck
Shout out to my home team
Winter Haven b***h
Moved out to the A so we can make it b***h
F**k em, f**k em all they do is hating b***h
Yeah, I get paid in full like money making mitch
I’m a dog but I ain’t known to juice and gin
Anything I did I prolly do it again
Free my brother Crazy G locked in the pen
2019 we gon blow ..
When I was 16, hit a lick, I had no options
Now I got options versuri-lyrics.info
B***h I’m popping chunky pockets
Doing big things
Y’all can’t copy, Y’all can’t stop me
Too many straps, too many rockets
Y’all can’t pop me
No, I don’t ask for approval
If I want that s**t, I get that s**t
No, that ain’t your wifey
I just hit that b***h, I hit that lick
She threw me the keys and I just hit 140 in that b***h
I know that imma get it back
So all I do is spend that s**t.
Making plays on my iPhone
Chanel bitches way from over coast
How I came up, they will never know
I was broke now I got plenty dough
When it comes to that check I be feening
In the Corvette when I leave I be spinning
Open the hi tek and pour in the lean
My diamonds they wet water Aquafina
I got on all red like i’m a demon
Going on the road I be chasing that money
Shining every time you see me
I keep a gun, no you ain’t taking nothing
Handle money like a bank teller
I rather .. I get it Margiela
I be running with some cold slippers
I go to war with any nigga
Stacking money and my sack bigger
A lot of racks in my Gucci dub
I wrote and I gave a check to my nigga
NBA…
When I was 16, hit a lick, I had no options
Now I got options
B***h I’m popping chunky pockets
Doing big things
Y’all can’t copy, Y’all can’t stop me
Too many straps, too many rockets
Y’all can’t pop me
No, I don’t ask for approval
If I want that s**t, I get that s**t
No, that ain’t your wifey
I just hit that b***h, I hit that lick
She threw me the keys and I just hit 140 in that b***h
I know that imma get it back
So all I do is spend that shittt.

Jamie Ray - Youngboy 16 Lyrics ft NBA


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