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Jordan in the 90s Jor-jordan in the 90s Jordan in the 90s Jor-jordan in the 90s I be on a move fam, I was coming home with some bands, every show a yougin' leave withe new fans. I gotta hustle cause' I got too much to lose fam Old friends who got new plans, but now I know more than I knew them, I see them hating nigga, screw them, I ain't looking at them hoes, I'm looking through them Realest bitches do it, Mama said she always fucking knew it, Dream it then pursue it, Wake them niggas up like who this? Watch what you tell these hoes, bitches can't be trusted is what I tell my bros, Smarten up is what i tell my folks, never will i sell my soul, I'm too fly, bitch Keep it 100 I ain't worry 'bout no nigga Too busy getting money Throw them racks up Watch it all fall Jordan in the 90s Nigga I ball When I tell you ass jump jump Bitch you better you jump jump When I catch you, don't front front When I tell you ass jump jump Bitch you better you jump jump When I catch you, don't front frontCall the shots I'm a boss bitch, if you got a problem you can meet me in my office, You ain't talking no money, you ain't a topic, Couple months grinding, couple months in the tropics Bitch, I been bout the profit, all you broke niggas be the softest, The real ones never gossip, fuck if he say he down, I stay cautious. I feel no way for no bitch, no way I'm gon" quit, no way he gon' hit I lay your whole clique, then spray your whole clique, I slayed the whole brick nigga Best believe I kill for my bitches, even got a will for my bitches Your weak ass never chill with bitches, why the fuck you still in my businessWhen I tell you ass jump jump Bitch you better you jump jump When I catch you, don't front front When I tell you ass jump jump Bitch you better you jump jump When I catch you, don't front front Nigga I'm from H G C Feel like Phil when I wore them 3s Word around the hood yeah they all know me Word around town yeah I swerve the rarai Get your money LA king nigga raise the banner When a real nigga coming through you show some manners When a real nigga coming through you change your grammar When a real nigga coming through you raise your camera Roll with a 3 piece 'bout to do some damage Sharp shooter Reggie Miller nigga I can manage Yeah yeah nigga I can manage But would I throw my bitchJump jump nigga Punch ain't scared of no nigga Honey sweet sweet cocaine no liquor Rell here to murder every niggaWhen I tell you ass jump jump Bitch you better you jump jump When I catch you, don't front front When I tell you ass jump jump Bitch you better you jump jump When I catch you, don't front front Jordan in the 90s Jor-jordan in the 90s Jordan in the 90s Jor-jordan in the 90s Jor-jor-jor-jor-jordan in the 90s Jor-jor-jor-jor-jordan in the 90s
Writer(s): Aubrey Drake Graham, Nayvadius Wilburn, Leland Tyler Wayne Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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