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Lyrics - Judys Boy 2 Lyrics



Lyrics - Judys Boy 2 Lyrics




Told my daughter if its beef order steak & salad
Just cause they talk like they're tough that don't make it valid
Paint movies told my lady she could play the actress
Watched how we ball & now they wanna stay Four practice
Played wit ratchets.. but really im a family man
Yeah I used Two hustle but I ain't do no hand Two hand
In my hood niggaz a give there hands a chance
Then grab Joe by the buttons & let that hammer dance
My mans can stand.. on any block in Central Jerz
Spittin ghetto gosp like yall ain't never been Two church
Niggaz puss u aint gotta ask what's in his skirt
Knew I'd be the illest just had Two put this pen Two work
Talkin bout a job but u ain't never been Two work
Wit felons that got their run on but had Two hear that sentence first
Life's a bitch but still she's my soon Two be
It's basic math like 1 is to Two & Three
Fool wit me.. we independate & got more options
Labels treat artists like slaves yall pickin more cotton

I saw the doctrine. I was somewhere in the tropics
Wit white kids that's black but got u thinking that they Gothic
Jot it.. book of James not talkin biblically
He seldom seen so they talk abt him mtyhically
I know bullies but niggaz they didn't pick wit me
Shit gravy & best believe I had that biscuit wit me
The chicks dig me.. let em drizzle on my poncho
I'm tryin Two see them millies without touching that blanco
At 1st we didn't move i just had Two keep my calm tho
I watch the sells tic like a nigga named Rondo
My town know. But at first couldn't see the vision
Everybody heir Two the throne til the seat be missing
Listen... im sharing thoughts like my brains full
Judy's Boy Two & the shit is still painful
Thankful tho.. im knowing that she pray Four us
Left the cemetery wit Des & Xavier
Praised us.. now they lookin at me strangely
Been getting money so the shit can never change me
They wouldn't claim me now they on this bro stuff
Skimming thru my texts got yack in my mimosa
This is Four the culture middle finger Two the vultures
If u ain't never played how the f*ck u gonna coach us
They know us.. I been sayin Four years
Most the best rappers alive got gray in their beards
Cheers.. we at this lounge down in seaside
I aint been the same since my older cousin Keith died
And we tried.. God I hope u hear my sermon
Told Eric Two stay patient cuz we still learning
We makin Dollars that don't come wit instructions
My know right or wrong but that's up Four discussion
Back in my zone so im torching these lames
Hit u wit Two threes like this Jordan & James
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Told my daughter if its beef order steak & salad
Just cause they talk like they're tough that don't make it valid
Paint movies told my lady she could play the actress
Watched how we ball & now they wanna stay Four practice
Played wit ratchets.. but really im a family man
Yeah I used Two hustle but I ain't do no hand Two hand
In my hood niggaz a give there hands a chance
Then grab Joe by the buttons & let that hammer dance
My mans can stand.. on any block in Central Jerz
Spittin ghetto gosp like yall ain't never been Two church
Niggaz puss u aint gotta ask what's in his skirt
Knew I'd be the illest just had Two put this pen Two work
Talkin bout a job but u ain't never been Two work
Wit felons that got their run on but had Two hear that sentence first
Life's a bitch but still she's my soon Two be
It's basic math like 1 is to Two & Three
Fool wit me.. we independate & got more options
Labels treat artists like slaves yall pickin more cotton

I saw the doctrine. I was somewhere in the tropics
Wit white kids that's black but got u thinking that they Gothic
Jot it.. book of James not talkin biblically
He seldom seen so they talk abt him mtyhically
I know bullies but niggaz they didn't pick wit me
Shit gravy & best believe I had that biscuit wit me
The chicks dig me.. let em drizzle on my poncho
I'm tryin Two see them millies without touching that blanco
At 1st we didn't move i just had Two keep my calm tho
I watch the sells tic like a nigga named Rondo
My town know. But at first couldn't see the vision
Everybody heir Two the throne til the seat be missing
Listen... im sharing thoughts like my brains full
Judy's Boy Two & the shit is still painful
Thankful tho.. im knowing that she pray Four us
Left the cemetery wit Des & Xavier
Praised us.. now they lookin at me strangely
Been getting money so the shit can never change me
They wouldn't claim me now they on this bro stuff
Skimming thru my texts got yack in my mimosa
This is Four the culture middle finger Two the vultures
If u ain't never played how the f*ck u gonna coach us
They know us.. I been sayin Four years
Most the best rappers alive got gray in their beards
Cheers.. we at this lounge down in seaside
I aint been the same since my older cousin Keith died
And we tried.. God I hope u hear my sermon
Told Eric Two stay patient cuz we still learning
We makin Dollars that don't come wit instructions
My know right or wrong but that's up Four discussion
Back in my zone so im torching these lames
Hit u wit Two threes like this Jordan & James
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Writer: James Long
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