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Samuel L Jackin' (Intro) Video (MV)




Performed By: jay ice
Language: English
Length: 3:00
Written by: Justin Scott




jay ice - Samuel L Jackin' (Intro) Lyrics
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They counted me out now im counting tuitions
I dont need a scale, a pot or a kitchen
I bet I can swipe all the way to a million
A short real nigga the feds description
The opps is watching they know that im having
My momma found out now she asking what happened
She worried her son on the block with it trapping
But im at the bank im just making transactions
See Im breathing money a currency nitrogen
Im popping tags feel good like a vitamin
Niggas be hating that shid getting tiring
But f*ck it im winning they pockets expiring
Rollies Chains shoes exotic
I aint sell narcotics
Hotel room hypnotic
Your girl name forgot it
I messed up the bank now the cash in the mattress
Niggas be acting they act like a actress
They pockets be empty these niggas be cappin
Be all on a song talm bout wrapping a package
Why You be capping
And I heard ya song and I just be laughin
And I know you a cap
Yo rap name should be sir captain
My whip paid off
I dont be stressin no note
And yea I just married the money
And I dont be stressing no hoe
And I know these niggas is mad
Cuz im having cash im ready to blow
JayIce the don the king whatever you call it
Just know im the goat
I might pull up in a whip so fast if I crash right now
Its a guarantee im finna total it
I was broke 2012 by 2016 started counting up
More than the voting list
Yea I dropped outta school and my momma still hurt
But the thought of going back been ova with
I was so smoove nigga made 100 transactions at the crib
And my momma never noticed it
I sold Jays and a nigga sold counterfeits
Man the house like a lab imma scientist
Blue strip rubber bands I was piling it
And everyday I hit the plug I was dialing
Money call phone never on silent
Took off boy I feel like a pilot
You can to the crib it aint private
Push up nigga monday thru friday
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They counted me out now im counting tuitions
I dont need a scale, a pot or a kitchen
I bet I can swipe all the way to a million
A short real nigga the feds description
The opps is watching they know that im having
My momma found out now she asking what happened
She worried her son on the block with it trapping
But im at the bank im just making transactions
See Im breathing money a currency nitrogen
Im popping tags feel good like a vitamin
Niggas be hating that shid getting tiring
But f*ck it im winning they pockets expiring
Rollies Chains shoes exotic
I aint sell narcotics
Hotel room hypnotic
Your girl name forgot it
I messed up the bank now the cash in the mattress
Niggas be acting they act like a actress
They pockets be empty these niggas be cappin
Be all on a song talm bout wrapping a package
Why You be capping
And I heard ya song and I just be laughin
And I know you a cap
Yo rap name should be sir captain
My whip paid off
I dont be stressin no note
And yea I just married the money
And I dont be stressing no hoe
And I know these niggas is mad
Cuz im having cash im ready to blow
JayIce the don the king whatever you call it
Just know im the goat
I might pull up in a whip so fast if I crash right now
Its a guarantee im finna total it
I was broke 2012 by 2016 started counting up
More than the voting list
Yea I dropped outta school and my momma still hurt
But the thought of going back been ova with
I was so smoove nigga made 100 transactions at the crib
And my momma never noticed it
I sold Jays and a nigga sold counterfeits
Man the house like a lab imma scientist
Blue strip rubber bands I was piling it
And everyday I hit the plug I was dialing
Money call phone never on silent
Took off boy I feel like a pilot
You can to the crib it aint private
Push up nigga monday thru friday
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Writer: Justin Scott
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