Wooski, I think we got one
Dos
Nigga
Hey
Nigga
Jazz
Said you love me, baby
Hey, what you type of
You trippin' on me cause I'm gone, hoppin' on the road
And I was down for some time cause I was gettin' on
But you ain't miss one call from that jail phone
I was sittin' in my cell hopin' for the best
But talkin' to you on my momma it relieve the stress
Be prepared for the worst when you in the field
Still reminiscin' bout the day my brother got killed
I slid out the same night, nigga, that's Mando
You not my brother? On God, I wouldn't pass pole smurkish vibes with the homies, we don't leave a trace
But one night I dropped ski and let him see my face
Hey, look, I made his face crack
Why you speakin' on the J? Bitch, you don't drop that
Catch a nigga slippin' like a pill, I'm finna pop that
And you was runnin' from the squeeze &' I do not cap big 30 in my pants make me feel taller
What you mean, pass pole? Bitch, I'm a ball hogger
Brother said, f*ck 10-2, and I said, f*ck stars
Don't drive weird, my brother specialize in parkin' cars
He takin' good off your emotion, help me sleep better
Told me to look out for the clues, but I ain't see your letters
But mommy said that he ain't team, so I ain't givin' passes
Shootin' up your house, the ring camera gon' see me clappin'
They throwin' from me, I'm the one that's out here givin' crashes
You better lock that back door, cause I'ma make it happen
I'm smokin' Sino out the wood, I'm actin' goofy
Turn the EPG to dead block, now it's a movie
Flip out and get to blowin' till he fold it
Why he cappin' in his racks like he don't notice
Catch a I'm wackin' in the parks, I think I know him
You would think my niggas ghost, but it's just the way them niggas told it
Hey, would you take part
You trippin' on me cause I'm gone, I been on the road
And I was down for some time cause I was gettin' on
But you ain't miss one call from that jail phone
I was sittin' in my cell, hopin' for the best
But talkin' to you on my mind, man, really the stress
Be prepared for the worst when you in the fields
Still reminiscin' bout the day my brother died
Duece Jz - Said You Love Me (feat. MG NATO) Lyrics
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Wooski, I think we got one
Dos
Nigga
Hey
Nigga
Jazz
Said you love me, baby
Hey, what you type of
You trippin' on me cause I'm gone, hoppin' on the road
And I was down for some time cause I was gettin' on
But you ain't miss one call from that jail phone
I was sittin' in my cell hopin' for the best
But talkin' to you on my momma it relieve the stress
Be prepared for the worst when you in the field
Still reminiscin' bout the day my brother got killed
I slid out the same night, nigga, that's Mando
You not my brother? On God, I wouldn't pass pole smurkish vibes with the homies, we don't leave a trace
But one night I dropped ski and let him see my face
Hey, look, I made his face crack
Why you speakin' on the J? Bitch, you don't drop that
Catch a nigga slippin' like a pill, I'm finna pop that
And you was runnin' from the squeeze &' I do not cap big 30 in my pants make me feel taller
What you mean, pass pole? Bitch, I'm a ball hogger
Brother said, f*ck 10-2, and I said, f*ck stars
Don't drive weird, my brother specialize in parkin' cars
He takin' good off your emotion, help me sleep better
Told me to look out for the clues, but I ain't see your letters
But mommy said that he ain't team, so I ain't givin' passes
Shootin' up your house, the ring camera gon' see me clappin'
They throwin' from me, I'm the one that's out here givin' crashes
You better lock that back door, cause I'ma make it happen
I'm smokin' Sino out the wood, I'm actin' goofy
Turn the EPG to dead block, now it's a movie
Flip out and get to blowin' till he fold it
Why he cappin' in his racks like he don't notice
Catch a I'm wackin' in the parks, I think I know him
You would think my niggas ghost, but it's just the way them niggas told it
Hey, would you take part
You trippin' on me cause I'm gone, I been on the road
And I was down for some time cause I was gettin' on
But you ain't miss one call from that jail phone
I was sittin' in my cell, hopin' for the best
But talkin' to you on my mind, man, really the stress
Be prepared for the worst when you in the fields
Still reminiscin' bout the day my brother died
Dos
Nigga
Hey
Nigga
Jazz
Said you love me, baby
Hey, what you type of
You trippin' on me cause I'm gone, hoppin' on the road
And I was down for some time cause I was gettin' on
But you ain't miss one call from that jail phone
I was sittin' in my cell hopin' for the best
But talkin' to you on my momma it relieve the stress
Be prepared for the worst when you in the field
Still reminiscin' bout the day my brother got killed
I slid out the same night, nigga, that's Mando
You not my brother? On God, I wouldn't pass pole smurkish vibes with the homies, we don't leave a trace
But one night I dropped ski and let him see my face
Hey, look, I made his face crack
Why you speakin' on the J? Bitch, you don't drop that
Catch a nigga slippin' like a pill, I'm finna pop that
And you was runnin' from the squeeze &' I do not cap big 30 in my pants make me feel taller
What you mean, pass pole? Bitch, I'm a ball hogger
Brother said, f*ck 10-2, and I said, f*ck stars
Don't drive weird, my brother specialize in parkin' cars
He takin' good off your emotion, help me sleep better
Told me to look out for the clues, but I ain't see your letters
But mommy said that he ain't team, so I ain't givin' passes
Shootin' up your house, the ring camera gon' see me clappin'
They throwin' from me, I'm the one that's out here givin' crashes
You better lock that back door, cause I'ma make it happen
I'm smokin' Sino out the wood, I'm actin' goofy
Turn the EPG to dead block, now it's a movie
Flip out and get to blowin' till he fold it
Why he cappin' in his racks like he don't notice
Catch a I'm wackin' in the parks, I think I know him
You would think my niggas ghost, but it's just the way them niggas told it
Hey, would you take part
You trippin' on me cause I'm gone, I been on the road
And I was down for some time cause I was gettin' on
But you ain't miss one call from that jail phone
I was sittin' in my cell, hopin' for the best
But talkin' to you on my mind, man, really the stress
Be prepared for the worst when you in the fields
Still reminiscin' bout the day my brother died
Writer: Duece Lucero, Squeeze Team
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid