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Skooly, Hott LockedN, Sleepy Rose & Worl - Jefe Shit (feat. 2 Chainz) [Official Music Video]
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
T.R.U.
T.R.U.
Performer
Hott LockedN
Hott LockedN
Performer
Skooly
Skooly
Performer
Sleepy Rose
Sleepy Rose
Performer
Worl
Worl
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Daniel Stodghill
Daniel Stodghill
Songwriter
Kazarion Fowler
Kazarion Fowler
Songwriter
Little Randolph Barber Jr.
Little Randolph Barber Jr.
Songwriter
Papa Abdou Fall
Papa Abdou Fall
Songwriter
Tauheed Epps
Tauheed Epps
Songwriter
Tradaerious Brinkley
Tradaerious Brinkley
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Big Papito
Big Papito
Producer
Glenn Schick
Glenn Schick
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Ooh (Yeah) Nigga, we keep the fire, sweatin' in this motherfucker, that's all we doin' (Big Papito) (Yeah) Fuck all that other shit, ya dig? Ayy, big juug (Popcorn), yeah, uh T.R.U., look, look Boss, floss, I be on that jefe shit (Jefe) Youngin got them thudders (Yeah), you can suck a jefe dick (Jefe) This shit is a movie (Uh), grab that popcorn (Popcorn) I don't need a super, bitch, I get the job done (Job done) Don't walk in my trap tryna buy no half, better buy that whole thang (Buy that whole thang) These niggas be actin' like hoes, that why I forgot that ho name ('Got that ho name) Fuck the bitch so God damn quick the next mornin' I forgot that ho came ('Got that ho came) Got a AMG Benz in the parkin' lot, fishbowl, ain't got no brains (Skrrt) You can fall in the dirt right now, lil' nigga, you ain't still got no stain (Still got no stain) I can tell by the way you walk, lil' nigga, you ain't come from no pain (You ain't come from no pain) Young, rude-ass nigga, I ain't come from love, my heart got no love (Heart got no love) Just fucked my potna baby mama while he in jail, I don't give no fucks (Doo-doo) Boss, floss, I be on that jefe shit (Jefe) Youngin got them thudders, you can suck a jefe dick (Jefe) This shit is a movie (Yeah), grab that popcorn (You don't understand, nigga) I don't need a super (Yeah), bitch, I get the job done (Job done) If I leave her (Yeah), it was my demeanor, my, mm (Come on, mm) Life on freezer (Yeah), iced-out doin' my features (Ayy), okay, mm Ain't no need, uh, my bro got they own reefer, I got Plenty cheeba, mm (Yeah), two hundred pounds on my Visa, bitch Put that bitch in the front on the spot, make 'em leave all they watches, I told 'em I'm takin' my time (Alright) I done lost all of my weakness, they usin' my kindness, I told 'em they woke up a giant I woke up with two or three dimes with coochie, in hindsight, tell me I'm losin' my mind Get it off, work me a bitch out here spyin', mane, got that bitch in a bind, I set it off Boss, floss (Hahaha), I be on that jefe shit (Jefe) Youngin got them thudders, you can suck a jefe dick (Jefe) This shit is a movie (Uh), grab that popcorn I don't need a super (I don't), bitch, I get the job done (Uh-uh) Yo, grab the stick (Grab the stick) Fire out, I ain't tuckin' my shit (Ain't tuckin' my shit) Diamond dancin', I ain't tuckin' my shit (I ain't tuckin' my shit) Breitling with the Roll, I ain't poppin' my shit (I ain't poppin' my shit) Where the rogue? I'll leave 'em in a ditch Drako, MAC, back came with a kick (Came with a kick) Twenty-three baby Glock came with a dick (Came with a dick) Bitch fool me? Got stainin' the bitch (Got stainin' the bitch) Fire on my left while I'm cuttin' dope Start runnin' out, hit 'em with the scope Shawty runnin' out, hit 'em at the door Shawty got the whip, there the antidote Shawty had a vest, hit him in his nose Nigga know how that block shit go (Shit go) Get it bad, then you get the shit gone (Shit gone) Play with that boy, get you whacked through the phone (Brr) Boss, floss, I be on that jefe shit (Jefe) Youngin got them thudders, you can suck a jefe dick (Jefe) This shit is a movie (Uh), grab that popcorn (Popcorn) I don't need a super (I don't), bitch, I get the job done (Uh-uh) If I leave her If I leave her
Writer(s): Kazarion Fowler, Tauheed Epps, T.r.u., Hott Lockedn, Sleepy Rose, Tradarious Brinkley Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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