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Jungle

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Jungle

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Nigga smoking cigaweed stressin'

All my sons feeling neglected

Woke up in the strip club flexin'

I want all the girls on my erection

I'm thankful to God that I'm winning

So I ain't gotta talk to you peasants

D ferg out of jail and he with me

You know that shit is a blessing

Uh-huh (uh-huh)

Yeah-huh (yeah-huh)

Nigga smoking cigaweed stressin'

I'm guessin' no nigga like me put in that work like a mexican

All these bitch niggas be hype off they estrogen

Fergie so sick he changed up his medicine

Ain't gon deny, I be so fly

Put the heat in the street and it ain’t no mirage

Can't you see with your eyes, I'm the new [?]

Need a bad bitch like nicki to have a menage

Sorry safaree, she got some thick thighs

No game like atari, when a slice of that pie

Shout outs to [?]

(Marty, finish 'em)

Feeling like I'm bout to turn it up

Tell the dj I said turn it up

Cause I come from a place where niggas don't sleep

They selling that white seven days of the week

All night to stay on they feet

Then they hunt in the night like a chief

Cop guns cause they stay in some beef

Then they ride with them guns in the street (all the time)

My niggas be uber the jeep

Personal driver whenever we creep

Guns gon fly open whenever we meet

And I'm grabbing them guns out the seat

Cause I heard you got it for cheap

Got it for low, and we trying to eat

With my flow, I could rock you to sleep

And knock them birds off in a week

We ain't come for no games

Now my niggas ain't playing

What the fuck is you saying?

Motherfucker y'all paying

All them hammers is spraying

All your bodies is staying

Y'all niggas ain't show me no love

I remember they tried to act tough

Now when I walk in the club, I light up my weed

and them niggas they all want to puff

What the fuck is that stuff?

We don't rock like that, and ya niggas

really ain't gon pop like that

They not like that, they don't fight back

Tell 'em shoot and them niggas get a pop right back

Them bitches they all used to front

I tell them to lick on my nuts

Then kiss on my shit, then spit on my shit

Then smoke it up just like a blunt

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