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Where Was You (feat. JusDo & Decicco) Video (MV)




Performed By: Jay Cino
Length: 4:05
Written by: Jay Cino




Jay Cino - Where Was You (feat. JusDo & Decicco) Lyrics




Tell Brodey to watch for them cameras
Indictments I don't what em near us
Gotta mission can't sit in no slammer
Bout my business f*ck kemo and cancer
Thank the lord cause I still got my grandma
Niggas change when they get to a camera
All the pussys is frauds I don't fear em
He want war like a ball we gon air em
Where I'm from ain't no glitz and no glammer
Now there's blues like I came wit the gamma
Shout my mom I ain't f*ck wit no santa
I done lost me some friends but Im cool wit it
Moving on had to learn how to move wit it
In the stu Going Up like stool in it
I just focus on chicken like blue ribbon
House full of people I'm home alone
I look at a loss like a stepping stone
I do my dirt at my best alone
I done baited some pieces just being grown
Now I'm smokin that dank like I'm cheech n Chong
You keep posting up shorts like u Nia long
I stayed the same I ain't need a arm
Ima ride for the gang like a gtr
Tryna turn my McDonald's to stk
Tryna turn this lil 10 to 100k
I got too many hoes For a wedding date
Like a bomb they can't wait till I detonate
I get hold of ya broad then I penetrate
I get hold of ya thot Ima f*ck it up
I remember the day they ain't show me love
Now these hoes in my face cause I'm coming up
I was stuck tryna double a double up
But them cuttys come short like a yellow bus
Focused up when thought I would f*ck it up
Now I'm shitting on hoes I got bubble guts
I think I need me a therapist
Nah f*ck that just bring me my cheddar quick
F*ck all that petty shit
I'm tryna get a lick
I get too it now I don't reminisce
And I'm jumpin up when my shit avail
You got the gwap well I couldn't tell
Oh thats ya thot well I couldn't tell
She let me pop like I gotta deal
I made a lot of the clientele
And I weighed a lot on my digi scale
I some packages in the mail
And I don't need assistance I count it well
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Tell Brodey to watch for them cameras
Indictments I don't what em near us
Gotta mission can't sit in no slammer
Bout my business f*ck kemo and cancer
Thank the lord cause I still got my grandma
Niggas change when they get to a camera
All the pussys is frauds I don't fear em
He want war like a ball we gon air em
Where I'm from ain't no glitz and no glammer
Now there's blues like I came wit the gamma
Shout my mom I ain't f*ck wit no santa
I done lost me some friends but Im cool wit it
Moving on had to learn how to move wit it
In the stu Going Up like stool in it
I just focus on chicken like blue ribbon
House full of people I'm home alone
I look at a loss like a stepping stone
I do my dirt at my best alone
I done baited some pieces just being grown
Now I'm smokin that dank like I'm cheech n Chong
You keep posting up shorts like u Nia long
I stayed the same I ain't need a arm
Ima ride for the gang like a gtr
Tryna turn my McDonald's to stk
Tryna turn this lil 10 to 100k
I got too many hoes For a wedding date
Like a bomb they can't wait till I detonate
I get hold of ya broad then I penetrate
I get hold of ya thot Ima f*ck it up
I remember the day they ain't show me love
Now these hoes in my face cause I'm coming up
I was stuck tryna double a double up
But them cuttys come short like a yellow bus
Focused up when thought I would f*ck it up
Now I'm shitting on hoes I got bubble guts
I think I need me a therapist
Nah f*ck that just bring me my cheddar quick
F*ck all that petty shit
I'm tryna get a lick
I get too it now I don't reminisce
And I'm jumpin up when my shit avail
You got the gwap well I couldn't tell
Oh thats ya thot well I couldn't tell
She let me pop like I gotta deal
I made a lot of the clientele
And I weighed a lot on my digi scale
I some packages in the mail
And I don't need assistance I count it well
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