THA JOKER - Jet Life lyrics

rate me

Hope you don’t miss these jet hoes

Young too cold, he fin to blow

It’s off, not fof, you dumb fuck that’s the logo

I keep a hoe on kenwood, we eating good

But we been good, we never change like channels

My bitch bad like santa

I’m pouring drank in the mella yella,

I got a thang for spending cedar

Got a new chain and it’s so special

Diamond blue like an eye message

Keep something on my waist line

To put you on date line

I hate a nigga, can’t see a nigga

Like stars in the day time

You under us so you know it hoes

My click over like telephone

Pull out my dick on a yellow bone

Baby sit here like your parents gone

I told your bitch to let me fuck the first day

And she delete me like a close shade

The bitch was stripping up to pay her bills

I can’t do nothing but respecting her

Her nigga left cause he wouldn’t take it

Cause he was basic, his mouse...

Girl we can get this check,

Ain’t really bout no sex

Unless the bed covered in money

We can fuck on top of that

I’m fucking, I’m fucking, whoever I want

I bust it, I hellout for blunt

You know what’s up, a bitch ain’t commit with us

Unless she gonn suffer she fuck

And do more than one, haha, hold on.