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POCKETS 2 FAT Video (MV)




Performed By: luvjayy
Language: English
Length: 2:05
Written by: luv jayy




luvjayy - POCKETS 2 FAT Lyrics
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I've been on my private jet, flyin' state to state
I've been gettin' that bag, been gettin that cash I feel like that's my fate
If we can't kill you today, then we'll find another day
My pockets way to fat, yuh, they outta shape
Hoes, they need to find they way
These hoes gettin' way too crazy
These hoes, they all the same
Uh, I like big stacks, like big cash, uh-huh
I'm from the West Coast, you know I carry a gun
I got two twin hoes, they fight like tom and jerry
I make a couple mil, from time to time, it varies
But it never goes down, it's my show now
Oh, that's my ho now
I was really through the struggles, you ain't really go through shit
I just knew number one thing, that I cannot f*cking quit
Yeah, I just polished all my damn diamonds they the finest
I done polished all my damn diamonds they so blinding
I ain't really tryna be rude to you, I'm just reminding you
I love these damn benjamins, but I f*cking love penjamin's
Yeah smokin' these blunts till I die, no lie
Ganna keep on puffin', yeah
Fake I.D card like mclovin
Just like mickey d's, yeah, yeah, yeah, she lovin' it
Make her twirl around, like a ballerina
I've been pourin up leaters pints on pints all day, yeah
I got a private spa booked bitch, we f*ckin' by the bay
I've been on my private jet, flyin' state to state
I've been gettin' that bag, been gettin that cash I feel like that's my fate
If we can't kill you today, then we'll find another day
My pockets way to fat, yuh, they outta shape
Hoes, they need to find they way
These hoes gettin' way too crazy
These hoes, they all the same
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I've been on my private jet, flyin' state to state
I've been gettin' that bag, been gettin that cash I feel like that's my fate
If we can't kill you today, then we'll find another day
My pockets way to fat, yuh, they outta shape
Hoes, they need to find they way
These hoes gettin' way too crazy
These hoes, they all the same
Uh, I like big stacks, like big cash, uh-huh
I'm from the West Coast, you know I carry a gun
I got two twin hoes, they fight like tom and jerry
I make a couple mil, from time to time, it varies
But it never goes down, it's my show now
Oh, that's my ho now
I was really through the struggles, you ain't really go through shit
I just knew number one thing, that I cannot f*cking quit
Yeah, I just polished all my damn diamonds they the finest
I done polished all my damn diamonds they so blinding
I ain't really tryna be rude to you, I'm just reminding you
I love these damn benjamins, but I f*cking love penjamin's
Yeah smokin' these blunts till I die, no lie
Ganna keep on puffin', yeah
Fake I.D card like mclovin
Just like mickey d's, yeah, yeah, yeah, she lovin' it
Make her twirl around, like a ballerina
I've been pourin up leaters pints on pints all day, yeah
I got a private spa booked bitch, we f*ckin' by the bay
I've been on my private jet, flyin' state to state
I've been gettin' that bag, been gettin that cash I feel like that's my fate
If we can't kill you today, then we'll find another day
My pockets way to fat, yuh, they outta shape
Hoes, they need to find they way
These hoes gettin' way too crazy
These hoes, they all the same
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Writer: luv jayy
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