Jae E

Jae E - Dotted Line lyrics

rate me

Strong without homies

Till let me get tip come sign me dick

Let's this

Man I gotta go, till I go then I blow like boom

Can I shoot for I stars but I land on the moon

Too soon like NC trippin' that nigga steady listening

I'ma profit with my vision I speak shit into existence, hold up

I ain't finished but I'm going for the finish

What a thick young mistress ass off like biscuits

we go back like fish ticks and TV dinner you know

getting your ass whip with the dinner and look

I will never be little long as my heart in the middle

I play this game like a fittle and bast it off with no dripple

Look your heart is a stittle, that mean you're soft in the middle

P**sy boy I've been speaking they think I'm talking the riddle

I say I'll walk with the Benji's, them niggas bark with their ..

sweet just heart they so bitches to competition I'm sickness

I ain't even gotta speaking, I'ma talk these boys in

'cause these niggas be sleeping,

call me motherf*cker the line take west

Boy I swear my chick better than Kanye West

And knock around with the best, and I'm glad to be blessed

And I think these niggas shoot like a pregnancy test

With this rhyme game, look, I go different

I gotta this niggas like I'm ..

Then I'ma duck on this p**sies, shout I'll be griffin'

Shouts out she's missin' and she swear he different

And you niggas got the nerve to say that I'll be trippin'

But I kind to keep it G still point like CP

And the laugh at these niggas like Mike when it three P

how you're gonna be when you're too old to be rappin?

Talking bout you hustling, talking body trappin'

Me I'm in the streets not the streets where you happen

But man I see them boys from the wall is start to clappin'

Came on from nothing, now I'm on the top,

Now I'm with my team and my team may gonna stop

like never, never I swear that everybody fake us

And now I lost hope like Coby with the Laker

Nigga I speak game, no change up

You swear you hot p**sy nigga tell the flame up,

I got the game on lock liek handcuffs,

But you're trippin' I ain't trippin nigga man up

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