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Ashley Part Two Video (MV)




Performed By: Justomobbin
Language: English
Length: 1:35
Written by: Justin Daniels




Justomobbin - Ashley Part Two Lyrics




You the type to show ya ass
Caption be a bible verse
You party all week
Bitch u ain't even been to church
Having sex with niggas
Guess you didn't want the marriage first
I don't even show my hands
My weapon is a way w word
Break em down
Poetic style
Hit em where it really hurt
Pussy niggas envy me
I'm here to make the feeling worse
Catch me in ya living room
Going through ya mother's purse
Ya father in a body bag
I'm taking over family turf
Wake em up pop is eye
Den spin his shit
Like Jalen hurts
Torture you for days
Now you in ya room
Regretting birth
Falling victim to the system
Where they take ya mind and rip it
Turn you to a clone
For a dollar and some mentions
Listen nigga listen Please listen
I am begging you
Sarah took my heart
And she replaced me with another dude

Sick like an aids patients
Partner with the lab tests
How I'm taking off
And i still ain't
Meet my dad yet
Nigga prolly at the store getting milk
Yk dad shit
I'm rocking blank tees
I ain't really into fashion
Justomob da goat
Too dope might crash it
I'm the type to fingerblast ya Bitch
While ya sister dick gagging
All my homies in the back
In line just laughing
And you at home tweeting like
Justo such a....
Nah i can't say that
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You the type to show ya ass
Caption be a bible verse
You party all week
Bitch u ain't even been to church
Having sex with niggas
Guess you didn't want the marriage first
I don't even show my hands
My weapon is a way w word
Break em down
Poetic style
Hit em where it really hurt
Pussy niggas envy me
I'm here to make the feeling worse
Catch me in ya living room
Going through ya mother's purse
Ya father in a body bag
I'm taking over family turf
Wake em up pop is eye
Den spin his shit
Like Jalen hurts
Torture you for days
Now you in ya room
Regretting birth
Falling victim to the system
Where they take ya mind and rip it
Turn you to a clone
For a dollar and some mentions
Listen nigga listen Please listen
I am begging you
Sarah took my heart
And she replaced me with another dude

Sick like an aids patients
Partner with the lab tests
How I'm taking off
And i still ain't
Meet my dad yet
Nigga prolly at the store getting milk
Yk dad shit
I'm rocking blank tees
I ain't really into fashion
Justomob da goat
Too dope might crash it
I'm the type to fingerblast ya Bitch
While ya sister dick gagging
All my homies in the back
In line just laughing
And you at home tweeting like
Justo such a....
Nah i can't say that
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Writer: Justin Daniels
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