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J Dot - Mcmxxxvii Lyrics



J Dot - Mcmxxxvii Lyrics




They talkin tough but I want that
Crown n Coke yea we off that
Heard a couple jab, guess these kids don't got no manners
Til i Pull up blacked out, with the Might of Thor's hammer
You could chop it up to bars, I attribute this to Christ
Vet with the flow, I could put this on my life
Slang it cuz she love it I could put this on your wife
Alright, we coming through (coming through)
Ridin round with that brim low, it's J Dot but you know
Spit it cuz I live it, not for reactions at shows
Took a route I had to pave, so I ain't slept in days
But these niggas out here thinkin that I'm trippin, boy you craze
This is light work, cross em from the right, yea this might hurt
Step back, pull em with the shoot n make your chest twerk
But I don't rep the streets, it's not where I prefer to be
I'd rather grind n kick back while your shorty count my money...

I've been waiting on my own
Now im bout to put you on
Grinded way to hard & I did it so long
Plot our every move, yea the team too strong
Knew I was a king from the day that I was born... but its cool

Second verse, yea I relapse
Trynna slow up on em, while them niggas get their breath back
Get it any means, money dirty or it's clean
But the teller still don't flinch when it's flippin through machines
I could probably take ya bitch but I'd rather crush your dreams
Shooting stars up in the booth, when we pull up to the scene
Givin heads shots, watch her body move and then her ass drop
4th with the shit, light the match and watch this fire pop
Flippin the script, so we will not miss
Pardon my french but we in the shit
Studied the game, so we in the mix
Jack to the face, like it's treat or trick
Don't ever doubt my rhymes
This sound is clearly mine
Whip a quarter til it's 8, lookin like we're right on time... Gang

I've been waiting on my own
Now im bout to put you on
Grinded way to hard & I did it so long
Plot our every move, yea the team too strong
Knew I was a king from the day that I was born...

So it's cool (yea its cool)
I see you hatin when my crew be coming through
But its cool & you know what to do (what to do)
Middle fingers in the air they're both for you (both for you)
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They talkin tough but I want that
Crown n Coke yea we off that
Heard a couple jab, guess these kids don't got no manners
Til i Pull up blacked out, with the Might of Thor's hammer
You could chop it up to bars, I attribute this to Christ
Vet with the flow, I could put this on my life
Slang it cuz she love it I could put this on your wife
Alright, we coming through (coming through)
Ridin round with that brim low, it's J Dot but you know
Spit it cuz I live it, not for reactions at shows
Took a route I had to pave, so I ain't slept in days
But these niggas out here thinkin that I'm trippin, boy you craze
This is light work, cross em from the right, yea this might hurt
Step back, pull em with the shoot n make your chest twerk
But I don't rep the streets, it's not where I prefer to be
I'd rather grind n kick back while your shorty count my money...

I've been waiting on my own
Now im bout to put you on
Grinded way to hard & I did it so long
Plot our every move, yea the team too strong
Knew I was a king from the day that I was born... but its cool

Second verse, yea I relapse
Trynna slow up on em, while them niggas get their breath back
Get it any means, money dirty or it's clean
But the teller still don't flinch when it's flippin through machines
I could probably take ya bitch but I'd rather crush your dreams
Shooting stars up in the booth, when we pull up to the scene
Givin heads shots, watch her body move and then her ass drop
4th with the shit, light the match and watch this fire pop
Flippin the script, so we will not miss
Pardon my french but we in the shit
Studied the game, so we in the mix
Jack to the face, like it's treat or trick
Don't ever doubt my rhymes
This sound is clearly mine
Whip a quarter til it's 8, lookin like we're right on time... Gang

I've been waiting on my own
Now im bout to put you on
Grinded way to hard & I did it so long
Plot our every move, yea the team too strong
Knew I was a king from the day that I was born...

So it's cool (yea its cool)
I see you hatin when my crew be coming through
But its cool & you know what to do (what to do)
Middle fingers in the air they're both for you (both for you)
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Writer: Jahmal Reyes
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