JAY DEE

JAY DEE - Beej-N-Dem Pt. 2 lyrics

rate me

Off the wall

Off the wall

Off the wall

Nigga I peeped your persona

I'm not impressed

An anthem that was stepping with his? clone candidates

Our mission is with bass soul music to use it

Jay Dee perfect the snare

Droppin dark from the beats

So I can spit the bullets that I'm

Now the puzzles complete

While you screamin hot wobbly wobbly

Screamin yes

While the lyrical slug go through a thug nigga's chest

All due respect let's balance it out

Cause the negativity is really stressing me out

In a house or a crib

Ridin in a hoopty

Your getting upset

No game, no coochie

I once was like you but a car don't make the man

What makes the man is his game plan

If you don't have a plan then you sinkin in the sand

Look back one minute later all I saw was your hand

In your hand was a grand so I took it and ran

Drop the LP and dedicate it to you my man

Tilly Mos call me BJ Ski

Represent the glove from above

Not down below like a hoe

Let a hoe be a hoe

I know everybody gonna give love to the Mo

Yo we never left we just kept it on the low low

Low low like the wizard in Mo Joe

Let me let the chorus flow then you hear the blow

Make me wanna sing to it Ha

Keep fuckin around Ah

Oh You know you fuckin around Uh

You think you fuckin around with this

Ohh oh Ohh oh Ohh oh

Huh? What? Who got dough? Let me see it

Dilla show you how to MC it

Beats bang the fuck out the MP kid

Pop shit we got clips and we empty it

Y'all will agree it's simply the truth

We keep niggas in line like simply do

And the envious hater they wastin my time

If you not in my face then you not on my mind

They wanna hate Jay cause Jay done got on the shine

See they don't this nigga Jay done got on the grind

Got a lot on the mind and bout to let it all out

Don't wanna see me ball out

But come down to the D baby

We can bounce to the key and the city

Hit the VIP with a fifty for a head shot in the head

Not bad at all

Show you how a player do it

It'll take Jay to do it

Next year grammys niggas wearing gators to it

Fuck it stupid and y'all made us do this

Who this click I'm rollin with we holdin it down Hey

It's the Theloneus

We owning it now

Now now now now now

Uh yeah

Fuckin around

Ah

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