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Jx.Zero - Playboy (Official Music Video)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jx.Zero
Jx.Zero
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tyrone Jamel Brown
Tyrone Jamel Brown
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Rxkz
Rxkz
Producer

Lyrics

This is America, my president is black and my Lambo is blue, nigga Now get the fuck out my hotel room Yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, psh, psh Uh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Uh, psh, psh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Uh, uh, uh She treat me pretty like a playboy don't play boy you 21 I was 15 shoppin' for them chains, boy Early as a jit in diapers some shit had to change, boy Not like these other niggas I get cake, no I don't play boy, uh, uh You hear how I'm havin', I can't hang 'round here face savage Want thеse streets so bad, they cappin' I can't say I'm from the hood Just know I'm armеd and ready, packin' Pops said they can't catch you lackin' Long as you move how you rappin' In the shadows like I'm Batman And that shit brought me trash We're really 'bout that action It's more than Gucci fashion My back was damn near New Orlean and I ain't never back in My neck was damn near in the rope and I ain't never tap in Oh, he think he God, come show me some' Seen red and blue, don't know 'bout nothin' Come get your bitch, I see her crushin' What you rollin'? Woods, Russian Is she bad? No, I'm crushin' You gon' stop with all that fussin' Came up grindin', ain't had nothing, uh She treat me pretty like a playboy don't play boy you 21 I was 15 shoppin' for them chains, boy Early as a jit in diapers some shit had to change, boy Not like these other niggas I get cake, no I don't play boy, uh, uh, uh, uh I done been back to back But I'm still gonna break her back And I'm still gonna get these racks Been broke, and I put this on my bro, you won't see me back I held my hand out for niggas, all that did was hold me back Shit, Jx why you spitting all these facts? Just the truth of me, otherwise I'm fuckin' holding back Sorry, I can't be your man I'm sorry, she a fuckin' fan, uh I get bread all these fuckin' bands I was seven years old, on God, I knew I was the man Shit, dropped outta school never had no fuckin' plan Got my boy, he 5'2, but he shoot like NBA Jam (pew) Oh, you need help, tuff I was down bad, I don't recall you ever giving a fuck Even when I'm on my ass, I still ain't had enough And she can't fly on private jets 'cause she not bad enough Uh, uh I get the uh, uh, uh, uh I get the uh, uh, uh, uh I get the uh, uh, uh, uh Aw, damn (ooh) I get the uh, uh, uh, uh I get the uh, uh, uh, uh I get the uh, uh, uh, uh
Writer(s): Tyrone Jamel Brown, Burak Goekgoez Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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