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JPEGMAFIA - don't rely on other men Lyrics



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[ Featuring Freaky ]

I've named this one JPEG
I hear you went down, down, down, down, down
I hear you went down
I hear you went down, down, down, down, down
Down, down
Did you go again?

I had to get on my Pac shit, I don't wanna start shit
These rappers is regular food
I bought my bitch a compartment
She thicker than Cartman, she can't f*ck no regular dude

Uh, say that
Uh, say that
Wanna cry on the bus or the Maybach?
If you hate me, my nigga, just say that

I don't know who told these wiggers
That actin' like drillers was ever the vibe or the mood
You know that I know that ain't really you
It's the blacker the image, the whiter the roots

Uh, say that
Uh, say that
Wanna cry on the bus or the Maybach?
If you hate me, my nigga, just say that

They hate when you got an agenda
They can't bend you over, can't tell if you sober
I'm with my bi bitch, we being bipolar
Together we burn through that bread like a toaster

Uh, say that
Yeah, say that
Wanna cry on the bus or the Maybach?
If you hate me, my nigga, just say that

Just to be clear I'm the quarterback
Whip this foreign, I pass and you fumbled back
I am off the LT, said that I will smack
Back to back on these bars like some battle rap
You ain't slinging no rock like Candlemass
Need to stay in the crib with your gamer pass
Wanna cry on the bus or the Maybach?
If you hate me, my nigga, just say that

I hear you went
I hear you went
I hear you went down, down, down, down, down
Down, down, down, did you go again?
I hear you went down, down, down, down, down
Down, down, down, down, down
Down, down, down, down, down
Down, down, down, down, down
I hear you went down, down, down, down, down

That's how I ride, give it up
Got the juice, listen up

If the cops come around I'll say, "Que paso?"
Drinking that like I'm sinner, bro
A shoe fits on you and you Cinderella
Pursuin' with the acts like we Penn & Teller
Oh, f*ck it, man, I don't think she Donatella
Be for real
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I've named this one JPEG
I hear you went down, down, down, down, down
I hear you went down
I hear you went down, down, down, down, down
Down, down
Did you go again?

I had to get on my Pac shit, I don't wanna start shit
These rappers is regular food
I bought my bitch a compartment
She thicker than Cartman, she can't f*ck no regular dude

Uh, say that
Uh, say that
Wanna cry on the bus or the Maybach?
If you hate me, my nigga, just say that

I don't know who told these wiggers
That actin' like drillers was ever the vibe or the mood
You know that I know that ain't really you
It's the blacker the image, the whiter the roots

Uh, say that
Uh, say that
Wanna cry on the bus or the Maybach?
If you hate me, my nigga, just say that

They hate when you got an agenda
They can't bend you over, can't tell if you sober
I'm with my bi bitch, we being bipolar
Together we burn through that bread like a toaster

Uh, say that
Yeah, say that
Wanna cry on the bus or the Maybach?
If you hate me, my nigga, just say that

Just to be clear I'm the quarterback
Whip this foreign, I pass and you fumbled back
I am off the LT, said that I will smack
Back to back on these bars like some battle rap
You ain't slinging no rock like Candlemass
Need to stay in the crib with your gamer pass
Wanna cry on the bus or the Maybach?
If you hate me, my nigga, just say that

I hear you went
I hear you went
I hear you went down, down, down, down, down
Down, down, down, did you go again?
I hear you went down, down, down, down, down
Down, down, down, down, down
Down, down, down, down, down
Down, down, down, down, down
I hear you went down, down, down, down, down

That's how I ride, give it up
Got the juice, listen up

If the cops come around I'll say, "Que paso?"
Drinking that like I'm sinner, bro
A shoe fits on you and you Cinderella
Pursuin' with the acts like we Penn & Teller
Oh, f*ck it, man, I don't think she Donatella
Be for real
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Writer: Barrington DeVaughn Hendricks, Freaky, Alex Goldblatt
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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