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JessArose - PROVE YA SELF Lyrics



JessArose - PROVE YA SELF Lyrics




Why these bitches wanna be, uh, uh, uh
Why these bitches wanna be like me
Cuz I'm top tier
Cry me a river, uh, uh
Make em drop tears
Rap hoes scatter like a roach
When my drop near

Nothing designer except the bag and the shoes
I ain't got nothin' to lose
And got everything to prove
I ain't never been a pick me
I'll let a nigga choose
Pick a side and stay there
I don't care if y'all lose

Uh, ayy, leave the beat with a bruise

Been a bad gyal wonder why I move rude

Nah, I wouldn't say I'm crazy
I just got some loose screws
Aimin' at the who's who's
I'm a dog, blues clues, ayy

Uh, Lil' Kim in 96 flow
I was in a Rock with the bros that tote pistols
Think she got a read on my energy, make it crystal
Clear the room, must be off shrooms
This one a missile

Ayy, how you actin' tough when you ain't never use your hands
How you actin' gangsta when you folded on your mans
They ain't see the vision, so I never said the plan
So I never said the plan
How you actin' tough when you ain't never use your hands
How you actin' gangsta when you folded on your mans
They didn't see the vision, so I never said the plan, no

Bitches talkin' shit, but they ain't never left the city
Hit a different town, hit my phone, I been busy
Know a couple ooters that'll twirl until they dizzy

Spin the block on the beat to make sure these niggas feel me, ayy
I smoke weed, pray to God that I beat the odds
I already know most of y'all fake, I can see the fraud

Shorty said she seen me, but I'm Stevie, I ain't see the broad
I just keep killin', I keep killin', I don't need a cause
Saint make the speakers knock, turn me up a lil

Ayy, gotta lead the pack, I can't be stuck in the middle
Didn't understand me like I'm speakin' in a riddle
I ain't in the kitchen cookin', but I, make it sizzle

Make it hot, make it hot, they know how I rock
Run the beat, no pit stops, I go nonstop
One Rose, only I like a cyclops
Can she get up with me? Probably not

How you actin' tough when you ain't never use your hands
How you actin' gangster when you folded on your mans
They ain't see the vision, so I never said the plan
Never said the plan
How you actin' tough when you ain't never use your hands
How you actin' gangster when you folded on your mans
They didn't see the vision, so I never said the plan, no
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Why these bitches wanna be, uh, uh, uh
Why these bitches wanna be like me
Cuz I'm top tier
Cry me a river, uh, uh
Make em drop tears
Rap hoes scatter like a roach
When my drop near

Nothing designer except the bag and the shoes
I ain't got nothin' to lose
And got everything to prove
I ain't never been a pick me
I'll let a nigga choose
Pick a side and stay there
I don't care if y'all lose

Uh, ayy, leave the beat with a bruise

Been a bad gyal wonder why I move rude

Nah, I wouldn't say I'm crazy
I just got some loose screws
Aimin' at the who's who's
I'm a dog, blues clues, ayy

Uh, Lil' Kim in 96 flow
I was in a Rock with the bros that tote pistols
Think she got a read on my energy, make it crystal
Clear the room, must be off shrooms
This one a missile

Ayy, how you actin' tough when you ain't never use your hands
How you actin' gangsta when you folded on your mans
They ain't see the vision, so I never said the plan
So I never said the plan
How you actin' tough when you ain't never use your hands
How you actin' gangsta when you folded on your mans
They didn't see the vision, so I never said the plan, no

Bitches talkin' shit, but they ain't never left the city
Hit a different town, hit my phone, I been busy
Know a couple ooters that'll twirl until they dizzy

Spin the block on the beat to make sure these niggas feel me, ayy
I smoke weed, pray to God that I beat the odds
I already know most of y'all fake, I can see the fraud

Shorty said she seen me, but I'm Stevie, I ain't see the broad
I just keep killin', I keep killin', I don't need a cause
Saint make the speakers knock, turn me up a lil

Ayy, gotta lead the pack, I can't be stuck in the middle
Didn't understand me like I'm speakin' in a riddle
I ain't in the kitchen cookin', but I, make it sizzle

Make it hot, make it hot, they know how I rock
Run the beat, no pit stops, I go nonstop
One Rose, only I like a cyclops
Can she get up with me? Probably not

How you actin' tough when you ain't never use your hands
How you actin' gangster when you folded on your mans
They ain't see the vision, so I never said the plan
Never said the plan
How you actin' tough when you ain't never use your hands
How you actin' gangster when you folded on your mans
They didn't see the vision, so I never said the plan, no
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Writer: Charles Wilson-Fisher II, Jessica Crawford
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Performed By: JessArose
Language: English
Length: 2:38
Written by: Charles Wilson-Fisher II, Jessica Crawford

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