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Austin Powers, Pt. 2 Lyrics - Artist : YN Jay
(J, this shit too crazy)
Ahhhhh (Thank you, J X L A N) Damn (I appreciate you, man) Aye, I done finally made it Ha Yeah, we up now Okay, alright Aye, we done finally made it I was dead broke, now I'm up, we done finally made it Niggas switched up on the team, they done finally traded I just stacked up my first hundred, I done finally saved it They ain't know I had the ace of spades, I done finally played it Damn, now they finally hatin' I ain't have to rush, I stayed down, yeah I finally waited I was trappin' out the trap house, it was probably vacant Damn I just hit the road by myself and brought hoes back I just hit the road with 20 thousand, brought poles back I just hit the road during Corona, I brought shows back Man, I ain't gon' lie, I think I brought shows back Oh, you talkin' bout like during quarantine? (Alright, okay) Bro just hit the road swipin' cards, he brought sto—ahhhh! Bro just hit the road swipin' cards, he brought stoves back I be blowin' real exotic weed, I brought Joe back I just hit the road with 50 thousand, I brought more back Yeah Niggas flashin' what I spent on lean, bro I pour that What you make in a year, in a week, I'll blow that Hahahaha Yeah Bitch told me that she wanna fuck, I said "I know that" Turn a classy bitch to a hoe, I brought hoe—damn Alright Turn a classy girl to a hoe—ahhhh! Turn a classy bitch to a hoe, I brought hoes back Hit Rodeo with 20 thousand, I brought clothes back I just pulled with a big gun, you better stand back I just hit the road with 10 thousand, I brought bands back Ahhhhh! I just hit the road with 10 bowls, I brought bands back Beat a nigga ass in the club, I brought hands back Damn, I brought grams back Okay I just stopped to pick up YSR, I brought Gramz back Finna make a stop by Coochie Land, where the fans at? Why you leave your nigga at the bottom, where your mans at? How the fuck you pull up by yourself, where your friends at? Damn Bitch, don't pull up if you ain't got nobody comin' with you I can't leave my niggas at the bottom, I'ma come and get you R.I.P Gabe and T.A., I swear I fuckin' miss you I can't say that Aye D, you know I get emotional when I—alright Alright, fuck it R.I.P Gabe and T.A., I swear I fuckin' miss you Ahhhh! Ahhhh! I'll start crying in this bitch, I need some fuckin' tissue Alright You damn near can keep that bitch like that, like that, man Let that bitch hold out like that, my nigga, aye, alright, okay Look at—look at what we did now Alright (J, this shit too crazy) Okay Yeah |
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