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JOCKIN (MONUMINTAL LIVE)
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Tobe Nwigwe
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This Dave Chappelle' favorite song, I ain't gon' lie Keh-keh, keh, keh, yuh Ayy, look A lotta folk Jockin', this beat rockin' Southwest raised, G Mob still poppin' The blades still choppin', the babes still boppin' The rap game look like the new slave auction Can I get a what? Can I get a who? I flow for the trigger-happy rapping jiggaboos And those that be itchin' to clap at the biggest coupe Who pack an SMG but don't work at the ticket booth Look, no movie, real raps in my iTunes, no Uzi Low-key, Fat fine, but she pose goofy High-key, flow raw, but it's no sushi Boy I'm on, wipe me down, like the old Boosie (Yuh) Shoulders, chest, pants, shoes Shoutout Sim, he the coldest with the dance moves Try love, try God, and you can't lose But try me, and I'ma show you what these hands do (Yeah) Young Jurn hit me up, said she movin down Used to ride metro, but I'm booming now I only rap to keep the ratio of cooning down Don't sleep on me, I got no chill Every beat I'm on, roadkill God blessed me with cheese like Ro-tel 'Cause I ride His coattails Most my partners still make dope sales And they be like, "Oh, well" Rock so much ice, it look like snow fell And they move it wholesale Go tell it on the mountain It's "Nwee-gway" to the people pronouncing My last name acting like it's a fountain Of consonants when they making the announcements I'm tired of it ... Stop it I do God's work, I'm philanthropic I keep my beard glistening like a prophet And, hell, if I ain't the plug, then I'm the socket, I swear The whole hood got my back like a chiropractor 'Cause every bar I get it popping like a firecracker I'm tryna go from Genesis to the final chapter So whenever the trumpet blow, I survive the rapture (Yuh, yuh) You'll catch me hang-gliding on clouds Screaming out, "No diggity, no doubt" Elohim next to me, looking Hennessy brown We both jigging Swear I'm married to the game, I elope different Used to dream about the slab with the fours tipping Back when Twista and Do or Die had me po' pimpin' Every bar guava, you can see the flow dripping (Yuh) Don't touch my drip, let it marinate I swear I'm good in every hood like a pair of J's It's the reason every track I'm on, I defecate Pray a line, 5:30, just to meditate Me and Fat got it poppin' on our wedding day I swear I rap for every Piru and Hoover Tryna maneuver around the barricade at the Pearly Gates Let us in, every wretch need a rest-haven I keep it moving, never worried about the steps taken I give middle fingers to Satan, wrestling with God Demanding every ounce of favor He used to bless Jacob Yuh Everybody say keh-keh, keh, keh, yuh Everybody say keh-keh, keh, keh, yuh One more time, say keh-keh, keh, keh, yuh Peanut, peanut, peanut, keh-keh, keh, keh, yuh
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