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Jay Jazz - INDIAN COFFEE Lyrics

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Jay Jazz - INDIAN COFFEE Lyrics
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To the funk, to the boogie
To the rhythm, to the hoodie
To the trap, to this block rocking beats, make it moving
All this high class people shit is gonna fool me
When you die I'll take a picture, upload it, I'm the coolest
To the funk, to the boogie
To the rhythm, to the hoodie
To the trap, to this block rocking beats, make it moving
All this high class people shit is gonna fool me
When you die I'll take a picture, upload it, I'm the coolest
Well I f*cked your rap by accident
I don't give a f*ck about tags, bitch tag yourself
You're just another hoe that shows everything she does
And show her thirsty body for the promo
I just heard your girl is askin for a photo
They wanna be rich and they think they've won the lotto
Like hold on hold on hold on
U might say hold on hold on hold on
I took this trip now I'm in London
Thought they wanna see me dead
So they pulled a gun in my head everything is okey
I guess nothing really matters oh well
Now I gotta keep all this money in check
Pussy, fame, power, respect
Nothing of that matters when you facing death
My friends just told me i should release stress
But i dont know how to relax so i bought me a gram
Hundreds of hundreds of stacks it's like that
I heard you f*cking ignorant and is like that
I dont wanna forgive its like that
They hating on me but I'm winnin its like that
Hundreds of hundreds of hundreds
Quiere lo que no tiene, habla de lo que no sabe
No sabe ni lo que dice te lo digo yo porque
Tengo mas locura en la cabeza que Steve Jobs
Big butts the club is being burnt ya te lo he dicho
Ella quiere fiesta pa' antes de acabar en el nicho
Decirle a sus amiga to' lo visto
Bounce it clap move it back to back
El club va a cerrar y no se quiere marchar
Sabe que es su ultima y se kiere desfasar
Se ha metío tanta nieve que se cree que es navidad
Si te digo la verdad, to esto se va a olvidar
Screamin Freshy 41, to the top to the top
I got my drank at this party, gotta have a lil conversation
I feel like lodi dodi because we don't bother nobody
I got my drank at this party, gotta have a lil amigo
I feel like lodi dodi because we don't bother nobody
They wanna get a rari and they wanna get that money
But i said damn! I just want that big fat Fary
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To the funk, to the boogie
To the rhythm, to the hoodie
To the trap, to this block rocking beats, make it moving
All this high class people shit is gonna fool me
When you die I'll take a picture, upload it, I'm the coolest
To the funk, to the boogie
To the rhythm, to the hoodie
To the trap, to this block rocking beats, make it moving
All this high class people shit is gonna fool me
When you die I'll take a picture, upload it, I'm the coolest
Well I f*cked your rap by accident
I don't give a f*ck about tags, bitch tag yourself
You're just another hoe that shows everything she does
And show her thirsty body for the promo
I just heard your girl is askin for a photo
They wanna be rich and they think they've won the lotto
Like hold on hold on hold on
U might say hold on hold on hold on
I took this trip now I'm in London
Thought they wanna see me dead
So they pulled a gun in my head everything is okey
I guess nothing really matters oh well
Now I gotta keep all this money in check
Pussy, fame, power, respect
Nothing of that matters when you facing death
My friends just told me i should release stress
But i dont know how to relax so i bought me a gram
Hundreds of hundreds of stacks it's like that
I heard you f*cking ignorant and is like that
I dont wanna forgive its like that
They hating on me but I'm winnin its like that
Hundreds of hundreds of hundreds
Quiere lo que no tiene, habla de lo que no sabe
No sabe ni lo que dice te lo digo yo porque
Tengo mas locura en la cabeza que Steve Jobs
Big butts the club is being burnt ya te lo he dicho
Ella quiere fiesta pa' antes de acabar en el nicho
Decirle a sus amiga to' lo visto
Bounce it clap move it back to back
El club va a cerrar y no se quiere marchar
Sabe que es su ultima y se kiere desfasar
Se ha metío tanta nieve que se cree que es navidad
Si te digo la verdad, to esto se va a olvidar
Screamin Freshy 41, to the top to the top
I got my drank at this party, gotta have a lil conversation
I feel like lodi dodi because we don't bother nobody
I got my drank at this party, gotta have a lil amigo
I feel like lodi dodi because we don't bother nobody
They wanna get a rari and they wanna get that money
But i said damn! I just want that big fat Fary
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Writer: Jose Jaime Silva
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Performed By: Jay Jazz
Language: Spanish
Length: 2:00
Written by: Jose Jaime Silva
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