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Jizzyyah - Comme Ci, Comme Ça Lyrics



Jizzyyah - Comme Ci, Comme Ça Lyrics
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What you mean?
I'm the one, not the two, not the three
Niggas think they close but that's just a dream
Pipe up, pipe down, pop a bean
Mr molly vision mr gasoline
J-I-Z-Z-Y, yeah you know it's me (Gasman)
I pull up on scene
I drop one, I drop two, I go for a three
I cop one, I cop two, I swipe like l clean
Shawty f*ck when she see me
Got water like Fiji
Make a hoe believe
This shit I've seen
This niggas ain't seen
These niggas so wack they starting to rap, I don't wanna see it
All that cash you spent just to drop that shit, why you ain't delete it
Everyday hit, everyday post, everyday drop
Everyday hit, everyday song, nigga just stop
All of that shit you dropping, boy that shits a flop
Since like seventeen nigga I've been hot
If only you know what I know
I can't do features for no hoes
I won't let bygones be bygones
I turn a feature to my song
Go in, shit go hard or go home
Don't bring that bullshit on my phone
Niggas say they sipping on Lean, what is in that styrofoam?
I cannot feature for free, don't care if these niggas broke
Don't laugh at these niggas jokes
Don't f*ck with these niggas flows
These niggas wanna copy my swag
Ain't liking these niggas posts
Same old me, Raf Simon tee and Alex McQueen, on it
Walk in that bitch, I don't need ID, cause you know it's me, you na mean?
Comme ci, comme ça, new dollar
My bitch, she bad, she model
My jeans, my shirt, on Prada
It's foreign, it's rare, you ain't heard of
He ain't got no motion, he ain't wavy, he's a still water
You can't take my hoe because she only f*ck with real ballers
Way she call me daddy, you would think she was my real daughter
If I take a hoe I give her back cause I don't really want this bitch
Hit it then I quit
Call her ass a Lyft
All this Ferragamo looking like I cuff a chick
Cost like half a ticket
Running up a digit
Gasman, gassed up, gassing out this bitch
If only you know what I know
I can't do features for no hoes
I won't let bygones be bygones
I turn a feature to my song
Go in, shit go hard or go home
Don't bring that bullshit on my phone
Niggas say they sipping on Lean, what is in that styrofoam?
I cannot feature for free, don't care if these niggas broke
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German

What you mean?
I'm the one, not the two, not the three
Niggas think they close but that's just a dream
Pipe up, pipe down, pop a bean
Mr molly vision mr gasoline
J-I-Z-Z-Y, yeah you know it's me (Gasman)
I pull up on scene
I drop one, I drop two, I go for a three
I cop one, I cop two, I swipe like l clean
Shawty f*ck when she see me
Got water like Fiji
Make a hoe believe
This shit I've seen
This niggas ain't seen
These niggas so wack they starting to rap, I don't wanna see it
All that cash you spent just to drop that shit, why you ain't delete it
Everyday hit, everyday post, everyday drop
Everyday hit, everyday song, nigga just stop
All of that shit you dropping, boy that shits a flop
Since like seventeen nigga I've been hot
If only you know what I know
I can't do features for no hoes
I won't let bygones be bygones
I turn a feature to my song
Go in, shit go hard or go home
Don't bring that bullshit on my phone
Niggas say they sipping on Lean, what is in that styrofoam?
I cannot feature for free, don't care if these niggas broke
Don't laugh at these niggas jokes
Don't f*ck with these niggas flows
These niggas wanna copy my swag
Ain't liking these niggas posts
Same old me, Raf Simon tee and Alex McQueen, on it
Walk in that bitch, I don't need ID, cause you know it's me, you na mean?
Comme ci, comme ça, new dollar
My bitch, she bad, she model
My jeans, my shirt, on Prada
It's foreign, it's rare, you ain't heard of
He ain't got no motion, he ain't wavy, he's a still water
You can't take my hoe because she only f*ck with real ballers
Way she call me daddy, you would think she was my real daughter
If I take a hoe I give her back cause I don't really want this bitch
Hit it then I quit
Call her ass a Lyft
All this Ferragamo looking like I cuff a chick
Cost like half a ticket
Running up a digit
Gasman, gassed up, gassing out this bitch
If only you know what I know
I can't do features for no hoes
I won't let bygones be bygones
I turn a feature to my song
Go in, shit go hard or go home
Don't bring that bullshit on my phone
Niggas say they sipping on Lean, what is in that styrofoam?
I cannot feature for free, don't care if these niggas broke
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Writer: Zirhi Daniel, Justin Jituboh
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Performed By: Jizzyyah
Language: German
Length: 3:01
Written by: Zirhi Daniel, Justin Jituboh

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