Joey BadASS - My Jeep lyrics
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You remind me of my jeep
I wanna wax it, in traffic, in traffic
Switching lanes, I'm swerving
Getting brain, I'm learning
Nigga getting burned, how he getting his earnings
Turn me to ashes, I put it on they asses
Back from the dead with the dead button
Dash is the fastest, swerving through traffic
Don't worry I'll catch him, I'm barely distracted
Attractive bad bitch tryna get wax like my hash is
And if you crashing, know pussy cats get caskets
Don't get gassed, and if you clutch just know these blunts won't get passed
I put your guts in a open bag, why you toten that?
Where your tokens at? This just ain't potent packs, this shit is choking gas
Sim simmer, who got the keys in the bimmer?
Who see police in the mirror? Who do mockery speeds on the highway?
Beast coast where I lay won't stop till my day
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You remind me of my jeep
I wanna wax it, in traffic, in traffic
Racing in my drop top, one god, one pop
Shorty going on the bottom, man, how his team flop
She mesmerized as I hit her mind
How I hit her spot back at my spot right on my mother’s couch, ouch
We on that Brooklyn shit, speeding soulfully through the game
Living up, fuck your fame, I'm above
Growing up they say you never really change
But since my younger days I been switching lanes, paving the way
School we never showing up, home with homies rolling up
Sitting in the back of the bus pouring a 40 up
Niggas never quacking at us, homies'll fold ‘em up
World about to end so what up, let’s roll the whole thing up
Yeah, the whole OG, keep it in motion
Beast Coast, yeah, we chosen, nigga sick got the potion
I'm hoping the knowledge that me and my niggas spoken
Will find a nigga in the villa smoking on something potent
You niggas is fucking hopeless and me and my niggas focused
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You remind me of my jeep
I wanna wax it, in traffic, in traffic
I'm sitting in the whip dreaming about tactics
On this rap shit and how to make my cash flip
You need practice, I already get my ass kissed
Flows nasty, I could probably sell a blank disk
Kate Moss tee on 28 grams, bitch, I get my OZ on
Laney 14's bitch, I get my OG on
Got on Christian Dior but we living like we demons
Talking shit and rolling up, that’s the wave that we on
MCM jacket, gold teeth like I'm Jerome
Teeth shroomed up, acid drops in my cup
Don't just sit there, girl, what's up
Pop that pussy, crack a dutch and roll it up take one puff
Rubber cover me up, you know somewhere men are crazy
Lil’ nigga ain't mine that, I showed them about your baby
She said Meech don't even try to play me
I switched gears, jeep went err like Jamie
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You remind me of my jeep
I wanna wax it, in traffic, in traffic
