Jugg With Me

Me and Jugg in this bitch
If this rap shit dont fall thru then its jugg hit a lick
I feel like a crook wit this shit
Please dont play I really wish u would in this bitch
My bitch got head like Rodney Hood she the shit
Everybody hate a nigga like Im Chris
My mind be running all the time on a sprint
I got money on my mind doing flips

Gimme da guap aint never worried what a bitch think
Shark bait niggas guppies swimmin in the fish tank
Im a dog at least a nigga know his shit stank
Im tryna bustdown a rollie til my whole wrist break
Jugg these niggas dont know better
I stayed the same wit my gang you know we gone bang forever
Pull up with da racks out I feel like I changed the weather
She pull up with her ass out cant even explain the pleasure
I feel like houdini
Cuz they never see me
When I pop out
I got bitches screaming
College dropout
My pops he dont believe me
Me and jugg wont clock out
We ball like end of season
I like a bitch that throat the dick when she dont got a reason
Long as there's money to attain then Im never leaving
I see these niggas want the fame, I dont know what he thinkin
Where da racks I need it
Lavish Baby geekin
Woah woah

Me and Jugg in this bitch
If this rap shit dont fall thru then its jugg hit a lick
I feel like a crook wit this shit
Please dont play I really wish u would in this bitch
My bitch got head like Rodney Hood she the shit
Everybody hate a nigga like Im Chris
My mind be running all the time on a sprint
I got money on my mind doing flips



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Writer(s): Tristin Jordan
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