Drake - Jumbotron Shit Poppin (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Drake - Jumbotron Shit Poppin (en) Lyrics
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We ain't even out in Turks,
she finna take sand
Ridin' 'round with F&N,
we like to hold hands
(Oogie Mane he killed it)
Boat was too sipped out,
he ain't leave the bed
Damn, they dipped a pint
of TEC in a Code Red
If I tell this bitch to pull
up, she gon' moped it
My dawg, he don't smoke on shit,
unless it's unleaded
I don't back and forth over no net,
so just go on and dead it
See me when you see me, if it's
smoke, dawg, you unleash it
Thick Moroccan bitch, this my
fav', I'ma go on and beat it
Lookin' in the mirror, kiss
my face, I'm too conceited
Send a girl home, call another,
dawg, I'm too slime
She ain't wanna eat it on her
first day, it's haram
I don't fuck with drugs, poppin'
X for the first time
That shit kicked in, like
a two-time world champ
Booted up, that shit hit up and
down, like a skate-ramp
She vapin' in my room, that shit
lit up like a glow-lamp
Who want smoke? Okay, cool,
it's they whole camp
Big shit popper, we the ones
to get your shirt damp
Niggas try to take a nigga spot,
now it's too cramped
Up, 8AM, geekin' hard, I'm a real vamp
These niggas got me fucked
up, dawg, I'm too amped
Hmm-hmm, make this bitch lick
me like a mail stamp
Hmm-hmm, strapped up, fuck
it, I'ma die lit
Too slime, posted at the
crib in a snake pit
Every time I tell you how I
feel, I don't fake shit
Brr, brr, brr, brr, brr,
brr, brr, brr (Bih)
Brr, brr, brr, brr, brr, brr, okay
Everybody got a stick,
we don't run fades
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