CORRECTAR LA LETRA

Letra : Jugg Messiah 2

Jack Man, I can?t wait till the 11?s drop
Made twenty in New York, feel like?Kevin?Knox
D**k sucking but?you broke, boy, you better stop
And?if the credit DC, I bet the debit pop
B*t*h, I?m really in my bag
Got the secret recipe, I feel like Mr. Krabs
Throw a bullet at yo a** tryna throw a jab
B*t*h, I crack cards, you won't catch me in no lab
Feeling like I was born to jugg
Made four and then I made two, feel like Dugg
I'm the socket, now I used to look for the plug
B*t*h talking us but I ain't got no love
Sleaze ball, I'm a cheater and a liar now
Asking how to swipe, you better go ask FireFox (Dummy)
Only time I'm not out of town is if my tire pop
Good .40 stick, it?ll f**k up the entire block
B*t*h balling, she could've went to UConn
One of a kind, b*t*h, it ain?t two Trons (It ain?t)
Paid full price for the kicks, f**k a coupon
Choosing off the fit but this some lil' sh*t I threw on
G-O-A-T, yes, b*t*h, that?s me, that's probably why they hate me
Looking at the fit, you can tell I'm AP
But we know yo sh*t declined so don't try to play me
Coach Tron calling plays, I?m not Popovich
The ciders ain?t up, really I just gotta give
Jammed three times, grabbed the bag then I got to dip
Dunking with this .9, on some Andre Iguodala sh*t
Won't catch me out, I make money while I?m chilling
Aiming for the stars, b*t*h, I been past the ceiling
Just made a play today, you wouldn't know the feeling
Powered up like Marvel but I'm jugging like a villain
You worried 'bout the strike, you ain't thinking bout the spirit
Jumped in the deep end, wasn't thinking 'bout no air
Pulled her tracks out, I wasn't thinking 'bout her hair
You would never get no money 'cause you thinking like you scared
Ask [?] I used to bust a** on the court
But now I don?t hoop, I jugg dummies as a sport
Now I'm blessed, wake up and I thank the Lord
And if you ain't getting money, what you living for?
In Walmart doing my dance 'cause the chip pop
You gon' slip tryna walk behind this drip drop
Breath taker by my side, I refuse to get got
Bro turn into Bill, he?ll get you with a big shot
Road running, ain?t no time for a pit stop
Feel Sandy Cheeks, how I'll pull up with a big chop
Neimans love me now, I used to get it from the thrift shop
Went from Fila slides to double G?s on the flip flops
I got my balance right, I was tripping over hoes
Feeling like [?] how I'm different to the pros
You see that little b***on? If I click it then you gone
Four hundred dollar shirt, b*t*h, I?m dripping in Vlone
Thinking they be Steve Jobs off of two jacks (Lame)
Used to do Burlington, now I do Saks
Hoes used to ho me, now they like, "Who that?"
Glock kinda strong, run up on me and get blew back
MMA work, punches f**king up the web
Alaskan crab, I got b***er hanging off the leg
She swallow d**k now, I used to get left on read
Got workers working while I'm chilling in the bed
Feeling like a wizard, I?m a one of one magician
Poof, he out of there, I left his a** missing
I really am the GOAT, boy, you just gotta listen
Look up "Jugg Messiah", b*t*h, I?m the definition