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Joemo - Come On Lyrics



Joemo - Come On Lyrics




She said I'm high I said no shit
Bitch, I've been smoking weed
She took a pill gave me a lick
Then started unbuckling me
Back to back missions bitch, we're trying to hit another level
She gave me V in the back of her SU
She's got no manners
Got her bussing like a banana clip
Got her cussing while I manhandle it
Ignoring calls from her man and shit
Against the odds
Those mighty odds
I watch my nigga beat his case against the odds
I made a bitch cheat on her man against the odds
F*ck nigga watch me grab a bag against the odds
Free my nigga judge
Let him out on bond
All that boy ever wanted was to touch a million
Come on
Is that so wrong
Is that so wrong
Is that so wrong
Come on
Let him out on bond
Hold up
We've been going too hard to be f*cking with that basic shit
And I've been going too hard to be f*cking with a basic bitch
Come on
Ain't no one f*cking with me
Come on
Ain't no one f*cking with me
Toronto raised
Jane strip to be specific
Called brookwell my home
Know a couple solid niggas
Trapped out of five one
Know a couple solid niggas
Sold my first shotgun at the age of 17 nigga
F*ck you mean
Get out the hood was just a dream nigga
I'm out the hood it's kind of spooky chasing dreams nigga
I don't see niggas
I don't tell bitches my business
I've got zero time for love
I am trying to complete my mission
Hold up
Tell em I'm busy
My dream took control of me
Tell em I'm busy
There's more doe I need to see
Tell em I'm busy
My dream took control of me
Tell em I'm busy
There's more doe I need to see
We've been going too mother f*cking hard for that basic shit
And I've been going too mother f*cking hard for a basic bitch
Come on
Ain't no one f*cking with me
Come on
Ain't no one f*cking with me
Ain't no one f*cking with me
Ain't no one f*cking with me
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She said I'm high I said no shit
Bitch, I've been smoking weed
She took a pill gave me a lick
Then started unbuckling me
Back to back missions bitch, we're trying to hit another level
She gave me V in the back of her SU
She's got no manners
Got her bussing like a banana clip
Got her cussing while I manhandle it
Ignoring calls from her man and shit
Against the odds
Those mighty odds
I watch my nigga beat his case against the odds
I made a bitch cheat on her man against the odds
F*ck nigga watch me grab a bag against the odds
Free my nigga judge
Let him out on bond
All that boy ever wanted was to touch a million
Come on
Is that so wrong
Is that so wrong
Is that so wrong
Come on
Let him out on bond
Hold up
We've been going too hard to be f*cking with that basic shit
And I've been going too hard to be f*cking with a basic bitch
Come on
Ain't no one f*cking with me
Come on
Ain't no one f*cking with me
Toronto raised
Jane strip to be specific
Called brookwell my home
Know a couple solid niggas
Trapped out of five one
Know a couple solid niggas
Sold my first shotgun at the age of 17 nigga
F*ck you mean
Get out the hood was just a dream nigga
I'm out the hood it's kind of spooky chasing dreams nigga
I don't see niggas
I don't tell bitches my business
I've got zero time for love
I am trying to complete my mission
Hold up
Tell em I'm busy
My dream took control of me
Tell em I'm busy
There's more doe I need to see
Tell em I'm busy
My dream took control of me
Tell em I'm busy
There's more doe I need to see
We've been going too mother f*cking hard for that basic shit
And I've been going too mother f*cking hard for a basic bitch
Come on
Ain't no one f*cking with me
Come on
Ain't no one f*cking with me
Ain't no one f*cking with me
Ain't no one f*cking with me
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Writer: Germaine Enmore
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Performed By: Joemo
Language: English
Length: 3:17
Written by: Germaine Enmore

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