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JG WENTWORTH Video (MV)




Performed By: Snow
Language: English
Length: 2:20
Written by: Solomon Jones




Snow - JG WENTWORTH Lyrics
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Flooded my wrist now that bitch hurt
Brand new ice got me cold like the fridger
That bitch trippin she think that I miss her
On my pivot Im making you miss first
Said I flooded my wrist now that bitch hurt
I get racks like JG Wentworth
Hustle hard always puttin in bench work
Get the weight off my chest like a lil dirt
That bitch trippin she think that I miss her
Brand new ice got me cold like the fridger
I keep the exotic you know I deliver
Stay on my pivot I'm making you miss first
I walked in the VIP
Diamonds dancing on my muhf*ckin ear
Schoolboy coolin I'm the man of the year
They pillow talking I'm the man that you fear
On point regardless all these Gs up in here
My racks talking like the man in the mirror
I dig in deep I know she geek when she feel it
I'm a solid nigga but I move like a villain
Solid nigga it ain't no competition
I'm still gon be thuggin regardless
And you can't tell it where I'm from
But all of these niggas is heartless
Know that racks rule the whole world
So I just been stuffin my pockets
And shawty rule my whole world so
I'm tryna be where her heart is
Said I flooded my wrist now that bitch hurt
I get racks like JG Wentworth
Hustle hard always puttin in bench work
Get the weight off my chest like a lil dirt
That bitch trippin she think that I miss her
Brand new ice got me cold like the fridger
I keep the exotic you know I deliver
Stay on my pivot I'm making you miss first
Took a flight to New York
Flight out to London
A flight out to Vegas
I walked into Sak's
And spent like 5 racks
Ain't geeked bout a payment
I'm stepping in christian Dior
Got Vivienne West on my neck and my bracelet
I walked inna VIP
Prada frames on
I seen your lil shawty her face lit
Ooo whoaaa
Ooo ahhhh
Said I flooded my wrist now that bitch hurt
Brand new AMG Benz
Scorched earth
TTG for my gang presidential
Ain't no telling where I'd be with out y'all
See your hoe and she gettin a mouthful
Said he better than me and its doubtful
Said I flooded my wrist now that bitch hurt
I get racks like JG Wentworth
Hustle hard always puttin in bench work
Get the weight off my chest like a lil dirt
That bitch trippin she think that I miss her
Brand new ice got me cold like the fridger
I keep the exotic you know I deliver
Stay on my pivot I'm making you miss first
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Flooded my wrist now that bitch hurt
Brand new ice got me cold like the fridger
That bitch trippin she think that I miss her
On my pivot Im making you miss first
Said I flooded my wrist now that bitch hurt
I get racks like JG Wentworth
Hustle hard always puttin in bench work
Get the weight off my chest like a lil dirt
That bitch trippin she think that I miss her
Brand new ice got me cold like the fridger
I keep the exotic you know I deliver
Stay on my pivot I'm making you miss first
I walked in the VIP
Diamonds dancing on my muhf*ckin ear
Schoolboy coolin I'm the man of the year
They pillow talking I'm the man that you fear
On point regardless all these Gs up in here
My racks talking like the man in the mirror
I dig in deep I know she geek when she feel it
I'm a solid nigga but I move like a villain
Solid nigga it ain't no competition
I'm still gon be thuggin regardless
And you can't tell it where I'm from
But all of these niggas is heartless
Know that racks rule the whole world
So I just been stuffin my pockets
And shawty rule my whole world so
I'm tryna be where her heart is
Said I flooded my wrist now that bitch hurt
I get racks like JG Wentworth
Hustle hard always puttin in bench work
Get the weight off my chest like a lil dirt
That bitch trippin she think that I miss her
Brand new ice got me cold like the fridger
I keep the exotic you know I deliver
Stay on my pivot I'm making you miss first
Took a flight to New York
Flight out to London
A flight out to Vegas
I walked into Sak's
And spent like 5 racks
Ain't geeked bout a payment
I'm stepping in christian Dior
Got Vivienne West on my neck and my bracelet
I walked inna VIP
Prada frames on
I seen your lil shawty her face lit
Ooo whoaaa
Ooo ahhhh
Said I flooded my wrist now that bitch hurt
Brand new AMG Benz
Scorched earth
TTG for my gang presidential
Ain't no telling where I'd be with out y'all
See your hoe and she gettin a mouthful
Said he better than me and its doubtful
Said I flooded my wrist now that bitch hurt
I get racks like JG Wentworth
Hustle hard always puttin in bench work
Get the weight off my chest like a lil dirt
That bitch trippin she think that I miss her
Brand new ice got me cold like the fridger
I keep the exotic you know I deliver
Stay on my pivot I'm making you miss first
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Writer: Solomon Jones
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