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Jane Flow, Pt. 1 Video (MV)




Performed By: Plain Jane OG
Length: 1:38
Written by: Plain Jane OG




Plain Jane OG - Jane Flow, Pt. 1 Lyrics
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Soda in my cup all bubbled up
Big tall glass purple drink wanna double cup
Flow so sick paper bag full of throw up
The whole gang lit on god we gon pour it up
Big black - ski mask on
Running up bands can't leave em alone
456 put the dice game on
Hitting up liqs can't take it to a pawn
Round yellow tags Medusa
Versace on the collar gon hit up a jeweler
Like my niggas grown gotta f*ck with a cougar
The keep the Mack on whole safe full of rugers
Bitch, f*ck on his face skidaddle
He my little baby gon give him a raddle
Dripping in sauce gotta bring out a paddle
Green light every time can't give him no hassle
He always wanna talk it out
Lit of the liqs wanna f*ck it out
Freaky ass bitch wanna bump it out
All fun and games that's why he worried with doubt
Huh- he worried
Lying bout shit gotta take em to Maury
Dirty dick nigga running round horny
Drip so official he said Jane pouring
Brr- Hello?
Yah nigga on my line, he ringing my phone
Flow so sick we talk up in codes
Hitting up licks so we stay on the rodes
My bros big clap they shooters
Yah girl she a thot she in Hooters
All on the gram- computers
Soda in my cup all bubbled up
Big tall glass purple drink wanna double cup
Flow so sick paper bag full of throw up
The whole gang lit on god we gon pour it up
Big black - ski mask on
Running up bands can't leave em alone
456 put the dice game on
Hitting up liqs can't take it to a pawn
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Soda in my cup all bubbled up
Big tall glass purple drink wanna double cup
Flow so sick paper bag full of throw up
The whole gang lit on god we gon pour it up
Big black - ski mask on
Running up bands can't leave em alone
456 put the dice game on
Hitting up liqs can't take it to a pawn
Round yellow tags Medusa
Versace on the collar gon hit up a jeweler
Like my niggas grown gotta f*ck with a cougar
The keep the Mack on whole safe full of rugers
Bitch, f*ck on his face skidaddle
He my little baby gon give him a raddle
Dripping in sauce gotta bring out a paddle
Green light every time can't give him no hassle
He always wanna talk it out
Lit of the liqs wanna f*ck it out
Freaky ass bitch wanna bump it out
All fun and games that's why he worried with doubt
Huh- he worried
Lying bout shit gotta take em to Maury
Dirty dick nigga running round horny
Drip so official he said Jane pouring
Brr- Hello?
Yah nigga on my line, he ringing my phone
Flow so sick we talk up in codes
Hitting up licks so we stay on the rodes
My bros big clap they shooters
Yah girl she a thot she in Hooters
All on the gram- computers
Soda in my cup all bubbled up
Big tall glass purple drink wanna double cup
Flow so sick paper bag full of throw up
The whole gang lit on god we gon pour it up
Big black - ski mask on
Running up bands can't leave em alone
456 put the dice game on
Hitting up liqs can't take it to a pawn
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Writer: Plain Jane OG
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