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Jog Video (MV)




Performed By: S6 Frost
Language: English
Length: 2:09
Written by: Zachary Poirier




S6 Frost - Jog Lyrics




I dont want a bitch named sabrina
I dont know a girl thats latina
I dont know a bird that cant fly
I aint really f*cking wit no sticky icky
Really feeling like a milli rock
Got a couple milli in my pock
F*ck it lets go for a walk
I dont really like f*cking dogs
If i see one in the street im like
Hey kyle lets go for a jaug
Look at my locks
Big bird in a flock
When i whip it out might be a f*cking shock
Make a motherlover drop dead
Put two shots in your head
If i dont blow prolly gonna end up living in a shed
Im red
You bled
Im fed

Red
Dot
Lead
Knocked
Rocked
Stoped
Droped
But your ass in a swamp
Doing my milli walk like guap
If you a thot
Get the f*ck up out my face
I aint really tryna catch a case
Already got one
Not for owning a gun
Just for chiling at a park and
(damn son)
Oh shit have i won
The grand prize
Of being Aroused
By a nun

I dont want a bitch named sabrina
I dont know a girl thats latina
I dont know a bird that cant fly
I aint really f*cking wit no sticky icky
Really feeling like a milli rock
Got a couple milli in my pock
F*ck it lets go for a walk
I dont really like f*cking dogs
If i see one in the street im like
Hey kyle lets go for a jaug
Look at my locks
Big bird in a flock
When i whip it out might be a f*cking shock
Make a motherlover drop dead
Put two shots in your head
If i dont blow prolly gonna end up living in a shed
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I dont want a bitch named sabrina
I dont know a girl thats latina
I dont know a bird that cant fly
I aint really f*cking wit no sticky icky
Really feeling like a milli rock
Got a couple milli in my pock
F*ck it lets go for a walk
I dont really like f*cking dogs
If i see one in the street im like
Hey kyle lets go for a jaug
Look at my locks
Big bird in a flock
When i whip it out might be a f*cking shock
Make a motherlover drop dead
Put two shots in your head
If i dont blow prolly gonna end up living in a shed
Im red
You bled
Im fed

Red
Dot
Lead
Knocked
Rocked
Stoped
Droped
But your ass in a swamp
Doing my milli walk like guap
If you a thot
Get the f*ck up out my face
I aint really tryna catch a case
Already got one
Not for owning a gun
Just for chiling at a park and
(damn son)
Oh shit have i won
The grand prize
Of being Aroused
By a nun

I dont want a bitch named sabrina
I dont know a girl thats latina
I dont know a bird that cant fly
I aint really f*cking wit no sticky icky
Really feeling like a milli rock
Got a couple milli in my pock
F*ck it lets go for a walk
I dont really like f*cking dogs
If i see one in the street im like
Hey kyle lets go for a jaug
Look at my locks
Big bird in a flock
When i whip it out might be a f*cking shock
Make a motherlover drop dead
Put two shots in your head
If i dont blow prolly gonna end up living in a shed
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Writer: Zachary Poirier
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