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No Choice Video (MV)




Performed By: Jady
Language: English
Length: 1:45
Written by: Jad Antoury




Jady - No Choice Lyrics
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I didn't have a choice
I had to stack up the coins
They finna hate on my voice
I wanna ride in a Royce, skrt
Yeah, now I'm eating the oyster
Lobsters and them oysters
Mobsters, gun in holsters
I didn't have a choice
I had to stack up the coins
They finna hear my voice
I wanna ride in a Royce, skrt
Yeah, now I'm eating the oyster
Lobsters and them oysters
Mobsters, gun in holsters
I'm at Saks
You at Hollister
I took your girl, I ain't calling her
I knew that you was imposter
Imaginary friends like Foster
I just got a bag so they say I'm selfish
When I rock new shoes , shit be velvet
Smoking on pack, man you can smell it
Pound cake and it came straight from London
No I don't sell, you can look, can't touch
Damn bitch, how'd you get my number?
You my customer , nothing more
Don't call my phone, I don't give a f*ck no more
She want a deuce and an eighth in a blunt
That's the only reason she wake up
I count my blessings like they was some bucks
That's the only reason I came up
Soon as I pick up
Imma take you home
I like to take these drugs alone
I think Imma take em all
I didn't have a choice
I had to stack up the coins
They finna hate on my voice
I wanna ride in a Royce, skrt
Yeah, now I'm eating the oyster
Lobsters and them oysters
Mobsters, gun in holsters
I didn't have a choice
I had to stack up the coins
They finna hear my voice
I wanna ride in a Royce, skrt
Yeah, now I'm eating the oyster
Lobsters and them oysters
Mobsters, gun in holsters
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I didn't have a choice
I had to stack up the coins
They finna hate on my voice
I wanna ride in a Royce, skrt
Yeah, now I'm eating the oyster
Lobsters and them oysters
Mobsters, gun in holsters
I didn't have a choice
I had to stack up the coins
They finna hear my voice
I wanna ride in a Royce, skrt
Yeah, now I'm eating the oyster
Lobsters and them oysters
Mobsters, gun in holsters
I'm at Saks
You at Hollister
I took your girl, I ain't calling her
I knew that you was imposter
Imaginary friends like Foster
I just got a bag so they say I'm selfish
When I rock new shoes , shit be velvet
Smoking on pack, man you can smell it
Pound cake and it came straight from London
No I don't sell, you can look, can't touch
Damn bitch, how'd you get my number?
You my customer , nothing more
Don't call my phone, I don't give a f*ck no more
She want a deuce and an eighth in a blunt
That's the only reason she wake up
I count my blessings like they was some bucks
That's the only reason I came up
Soon as I pick up
Imma take you home
I like to take these drugs alone
I think Imma take em all
I didn't have a choice
I had to stack up the coins
They finna hate on my voice
I wanna ride in a Royce, skrt
Yeah, now I'm eating the oyster
Lobsters and them oysters
Mobsters, gun in holsters
I didn't have a choice
I had to stack up the coins
They finna hear my voice
I wanna ride in a Royce, skrt
Yeah, now I'm eating the oyster
Lobsters and them oysters
Mobsters, gun in holsters
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Writer: Jad Antoury
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