- JPEGMAFIA 1539 N. Calvert 歌词
- JPEGMAFIA
- <Intro>
One, one
Yeah, she wanna sit on my lap
Yeah, she wanna sit on my lap
You think you know me
She wanna sit on my lap, yeah
She wanna sit on my lap
(Damn, Peggy! What—? Aye)
Sit on my lap
Yeah, she wanna sit on my lap, yeah
(...like three donuts. For real, where the ******* we goin', what we doin'?)
Oh god no (What you wanna do?)
******* Postmates
Aye, aye, uh, aye, uh, what, what, what, uh, what, yeah
I need all (Let's get it)
<Verse 1>
I need all my ******* same color as Drake
If they not, then they getting rocked
Put that Pyrex in the pot (Right)
I don't give a ******* if you out there in the 6 (Turn around)
Suck a *******, ************ boy you getting hit with the (woo!)
And I'm really with the ************s, so you not gon' take my hits
Break my heart while I break your *******
Two black cards, let me cloak my wrist (Okay)
******* a diss, boy, I'm draggin' bodies like it's Metal Gurr
I don't care 'bout your *******in' status, Peggy got no fear
<Verse 2>
Ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah, yeah
Juggin', I come with them bands, aye
Gun do not come with no plan, aye
Keep a Kimber at the pad, aye
Crackers never get a pass, wait
Credit like my name was Chad, aye
Watch who you *******ing tag, babe
Okay, get your demo out my face
Shawty, tryna give that ******* to Kelly Conway
Pull my case, boy, I beat that ************ like Lennon beat his bae
Young O'Shea (Ice Cube, mother*******er)
<Verse 3>
I need a ******* with long hair like Myke C-Town (Yeah?)
You talking ************, I'm talking ************, you catch a beat down (Yeah)
I know you never in the hood or in the streets now (Hey)
And still, I'm hearing that you really want some beef now?
Bruh, take your tree out my backwood
Made the beat 'cause I'm that good
Got your girl on her hands, Johnny 5 with the cans
******* a blog, ******* a fan, hope my record get panned
Least I made you ************s dance
******* 12 ************, stamp!
<Outro>
On my body, oh I got it
On my body, my body, my body
On my body, oh I got it
You never wrote it
I'm gonna be right
It's night, bout to be dark
Sun lotion balm on a palm I'm rubbin'
All I want is what I see (Hear the—)
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