Singer: T.I.
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Song: Jefe
T.I. - Jefe Lyrics (LRC) (03:46-226-0-en) (PARTIAL PREVIEW)
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[00:17.40](Oy papi, Meek apurate, fuck!)
[00:22.30](No se me importa. ¿Puedes apurarte?)
[00:24.10](Quiero la plata, nada más)
[00:42.90]Yeah, fuck up that money, then make it again
[00:47.10]I fuck her twice, then I make her my friend
[00:50.00]Shit, look at these haters, they hatin' again
[00:54.50]I know they don't like it, they takin' it in
[00:56.50]Fuck up a check, then we makin' it back
[00:58.20]She like Chanel, I'ma drape her in that
[01:00.10]She want the D, I've been waitin' on that
[01:01.70]I've been doing my thing, they've been hatin' on that
[01:03.70]And I meant what I said, I ain't takin' it back
[01:05.70]We get you chain, we ain't takin' it back
[01:07.60]Reach for my chain, catch a facial for that
[01:09.40]Only speak on my name when you statin' the facts, please
[01:12.00]I know we ballin' too much
[01:13.30]And all of these pretty hoes fallin' for us
[01:15.10]I say, "Ven aquí mami, " and call it to us
[01:17.10]If I give you my number, don't call me too much, comprende?
[01:21.30]City to city, bad bitches and titties, she jump on the jet with me, she on the tour
[01:25.00]I'm in Balenci', Laurent and Givenchy, my pockets on Benji and she in Dior
[01:28.70]Flex on the 'Gram just to look like you got it, but really you broke
[01:32.50]Since suckas pop shit on their Twitter, like killers and really get smoked (really get smoked)
[01:36.20]Know niggas that used to be trappers on Twitter just tellin' these jokes (tellin' these jokes)
[01:40.00]While we gettin' money, just burnin' this bread, tryna turn it to toast, for real
[01:43.90]They say we talk about money too much, but maybe they ain't gettin' money enough
[01:47.40]I say, "Dimelo, papi," he combo the truck, he gon' make a tab and I'm runnin' it up, gracias!
[01:57.50]Let me welcome you, get introduced to the king
[01:59.80]Bentleys, Ferraris, brand new and they clean
[02:01.60]So disappointed when niggas talk shit on their records, when you see 'em, don't do anything
[02:05.30]Okay, killin' these niggas with more than before
[02:07.10]Been stuntin' and shinin' since back in the nineties
[02:09.10]I'm 'bout it, forgot the Glock in my pocket, remind you and plug the whole city behind me
[02:12.80]Spent hundreds of thousands, no millions on diamonds
[02:14.70]In Philly, they go ask Meek Milly about me
[02:16.50]I'm solid and thorough, stand up as fuck
[02:18.20]See these niggas, I just be like, 'What the fuck? '
[02:20.10]Ain't no way in hell you can fuck with us
[02:21.90]Like a bad bitch with no furniture, I can't do nothin' with her
[02:24.10]Still hit her and them bad bitches who hung with her
[02:26.00]That's how I do, ay, can't give you the formula
[02:27.90]Don't stop me, I'm just warmin' up
[02:29.60]Niggas be actin', the fuck they performin' for
[02:31.40]Leave 'e...........
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