BossMan Dlow - PJ (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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BossMan Dlow - PJ (en) Lyrics
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Nigga
Yeah, yeah
Nigga, Big Za
(Gentle Beatz)
Yeah
I came a long way from lunch trays
and eatin' rice, huh (Yeah)
Phone ain't got no service, I'm
on a PJ, shootin' dice (Yeah)
Went from fifty dollars to my
name to 50K a night (Nigga)
You wanna fuck with Big Za, baby?
You can't be scared of heights
I wanna take you to the sixtieth
floor and fuck you in
a pent' (Come here, bae)
Move them bags for me, baby, I'll
pay your rent (Come here, bae)
Tinted windows on the rentals, nothin'
less than five percеnt, huh (No)
These niggas ain't ballin', you niggas
be on thе bench, mm (Bench)
Niggas be on the sideline, you ain't
get no playin' time (Nigga)
I be with them shit poppers,
ice on, I'm outside (Bling)
Pockets full of cheese, nigga, fresher
than Febreze, nigga (Yeah)
Smellin' like some Creed,
nigga (Yeah), head to toe,
Celine, nigga (Yeah)
Real solid street nigga, it's
in my eyes, boy (Yeah)
Come and get in with Too Slippery, shit'll
change your life, boy (Yeah)
Yeah, I'm screamin', "Fuck 12," 'til
they free the guys, boy (Fuck 12)
You ain't gotta put me in the game
'cause I'm startin' five, boy
This ain't a game, this
how I live (Yeah)
Trap ain't dead, I'm dead,
for real (Yeah)
I'm in a big body switchin' gears
Neck and wrists on every ear (Bling)
Mouth on Aquafina, baby (Bling)
Pockets thick like Serena, baby
Pull up in that, yeah
Pull up, brand-new Bimmer,
baby (Vyoom)
Tinted windows on the rentals, nothin'
less than five percent, huh (No)
These niggas ain't ballin', you niggas
be on the bench, mm (Bench)
Hold them bags for me, baby, you
could be my bitch (Bags for me)
All them times I been in handcuffs,
shit, I had to bust my wrist
On a PJ, shootin' dice with
Dlow, Farda on the four
When we land, I hit a couple folks
and tell 'em it's on the floor
My lil' young ho want exotic Birkin,
she might know some shit (Yeah)
Break down spot, this bitch
on fire, another house for
hoes and spritz (Yeah)
I can show you how to run it
up, I really know this shit
Turn a pound into a hundred thou',
I'm on the goated list
I'm the illest, baby (Yeah), and
the realest, baby (For real)
Hundred-fifty-five pounds, but
I'm the biggest, baby (Yeah)
Treat these bags like kids,
can't leave 'em unattended,
baby (Gotta watch 'em)
I'ma get this money, be there when I
finish, baby (Ho stop callin' me)
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