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Jeru Elijah - The Eyes Lyrics



Jeru Elijah - The Eyes Lyrics




I'm that nigga now, yeah, you ain't that boy, send me down
Little bitch want me to wife her uh-uh, girl, I heard you get around
Niggas wanna talk all that shit face-to-face, ain't niggas don't make a sound
Fanny pack, filled wit all 8ths, tryna run it up, hadda break a pound

Know I count my money up every chance I get, I love that sound
Count it up, got two bad hoes, they tryna f*ck
Had to work for mines, this shit ain't luck, got a stash for the stash, I keep it tucked
Niggas tryna act tough, never gon' buck, I ain't rappin' with niggas, ya niggas all suck

Give me my money up front, no, I don't do fronts, lil' nigga better pay in full
I was 16, had a plug and a job, mama beggin, boy, stay in school
I ain't really worried about nothin, I'm tryna get money, lil' nigga always chasin' a check
I don't sub niggas, I come direct, got a problem, say it with my chest

I ain't worried about that pussy, girl, I know it ain't shit, what about that neck
Niggas gettin' money blow it all on a outfit like that shit a flex, run it up
Hop ina bag and stick to it, gotta crawl before you take a step
I ain't do nothin' but talk in the ear, I reach down, she's super wet

Jeru, he the one, niggas know it, that's why niggas hate
Always eatin, if I'm ever starvin, I'm takin' niggas plates
I ain't pussy, get out of line, quick to put a nigga back in his place
I been that nigga, bitch, you late, I'm tryna f*ck, this ain't no date

Uh, uh, uh, uh, yeah, I got some bad habits
All the money in the world, seen that profit, like I gotta have it
I make that shit and then I stack it, I stacked it up and then I stashed it
I hit that bitch and then I passed it, natural woman, I hate the class, this f*ckin' BBL

It was either trap, rap, or CDL, suck my dick to all them teachers
Tryna tell a nigga he was goin' south, no scholarship, I ain't goin' to Yale
Cop me a pack and I'll blow me a scale, get jammed up, I'm makin' bail
Y'all pussy niggas get scared and tell

F*ck, yeah, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, yeah, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, shit
Uh, uh, uh, uh, shit
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I'm that nigga now, yeah, you ain't that boy, send me down
Little bitch want me to wife her uh-uh, girl, I heard you get around
Niggas wanna talk all that shit face-to-face, ain't niggas don't make a sound
Fanny pack, filled wit all 8ths, tryna run it up, hadda break a pound

Know I count my money up every chance I get, I love that sound
Count it up, got two bad hoes, they tryna f*ck
Had to work for mines, this shit ain't luck, got a stash for the stash, I keep it tucked
Niggas tryna act tough, never gon' buck, I ain't rappin' with niggas, ya niggas all suck

Give me my money up front, no, I don't do fronts, lil' nigga better pay in full
I was 16, had a plug and a job, mama beggin, boy, stay in school
I ain't really worried about nothin, I'm tryna get money, lil' nigga always chasin' a check
I don't sub niggas, I come direct, got a problem, say it with my chest

I ain't worried about that pussy, girl, I know it ain't shit, what about that neck
Niggas gettin' money blow it all on a outfit like that shit a flex, run it up
Hop ina bag and stick to it, gotta crawl before you take a step
I ain't do nothin' but talk in the ear, I reach down, she's super wet

Jeru, he the one, niggas know it, that's why niggas hate
Always eatin, if I'm ever starvin, I'm takin' niggas plates
I ain't pussy, get out of line, quick to put a nigga back in his place
I been that nigga, bitch, you late, I'm tryna f*ck, this ain't no date

Uh, uh, uh, uh, yeah, I got some bad habits
All the money in the world, seen that profit, like I gotta have it
I make that shit and then I stack it, I stacked it up and then I stashed it
I hit that bitch and then I passed it, natural woman, I hate the class, this f*ckin' BBL

It was either trap, rap, or CDL, suck my dick to all them teachers
Tryna tell a nigga he was goin' south, no scholarship, I ain't goin' to Yale
Cop me a pack and I'll blow me a scale, get jammed up, I'm makin' bail
Y'all pussy niggas get scared and tell

F*ck, yeah, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, yeah, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, shit
Uh, uh, uh, uh, shit
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Writer: Jeru Hopkins
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Performed By: Jeru Elijah
Language: English
Length: 3:00
Written by: Jeru Hopkins
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