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Jllama - Self Titled Lyrics



Jllama - Self Titled Lyrics




Aye wassup
You know I'm with yo mom in the cut
And nah I don't give no f*cks
All these other mc's suck
I'm trying to get rich and count them big bucks
I'm with yo mom and yeah I slap her on the butt
She follow me around like a motherf*cking duck
I only hit her up
When I'm just trying to get sucked
This ain't no joke
I make her deepthroat
Suck me til she choke
Yo dick be so small you need a microscope
My dick be so big she like omg woah (woahhhh)
Omg woah my flow is so dope
Before you ain't even know
Now you ain't got no hope
Better watch out Jllama comin for your momma as well as yo hoe
In case you ain't know
You can't trust em bro
Just go get that dough
That's the way it goes
Live life on the go
And don't take it slow
This is Jllama's main motto
I got them bars
I'm going so hard
Yo momma reminded me of a pornstar
Rolls Royce is my car
I might go and play yo hoe like a guitar
So don't even start

Finna f*ck me up some commas
I don't play none of that drama
Presidential like obama
Dropping them bombs like Osama
Murder beats like Jeffrey Dahmer
Looking for me ask yo momma
If you ain't know my name bitch... it's Jllama

All these mcs are my sons
Makin them all look so dumb
Y'all can go say what you want
Jllama just gonna stunt
While most put up a front
Only Been spitting for a couple months
I'm bout to have the whole rap game stunned
Watch how I Shine on you cunts

Man y'all flow so wack
Watch how I hop on the beat and attack
Bruh who's momma is that?
Saw that booty and damn it was fat
Came up spit my game and I macked
Then After that we went back to her pad
I only hit from the back
Cover her face with a brown paper bag
Y'all wouldn't guess how fast she got attached
But feelings man I can never catch
She keep texting me but I dont text back
Blocked her number and got back to the lab
To put some dope rhymes up in my notepad
To save the rap game it's looking real sad
Yo mom call me papi I guess I'm your dad
After I smash I just laugh
Then I go get me a bag!

Finna f*ck me up some commas
I don't play none of that drama
Presidential like Obama
Dropping them bombs like osama
Murder beats like Jeffrey dahmer
Lookin for me ask yo mama
If you ain't know my name bitch
It's Jllama
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Aye wassup
You know I'm with yo mom in the cut
And nah I don't give no f*cks
All these other mc's suck
I'm trying to get rich and count them big bucks
I'm with yo mom and yeah I slap her on the butt
She follow me around like a motherf*cking duck
I only hit her up
When I'm just trying to get sucked
This ain't no joke
I make her deepthroat
Suck me til she choke
Yo dick be so small you need a microscope
My dick be so big she like omg woah (woahhhh)
Omg woah my flow is so dope
Before you ain't even know
Now you ain't got no hope
Better watch out Jllama comin for your momma as well as yo hoe
In case you ain't know
You can't trust em bro
Just go get that dough
That's the way it goes
Live life on the go
And don't take it slow
This is Jllama's main motto
I got them bars
I'm going so hard
Yo momma reminded me of a pornstar
Rolls Royce is my car
I might go and play yo hoe like a guitar
So don't even start

Finna f*ck me up some commas
I don't play none of that drama
Presidential like obama
Dropping them bombs like Osama
Murder beats like Jeffrey Dahmer
Looking for me ask yo momma
If you ain't know my name bitch... it's Jllama

All these mcs are my sons
Makin them all look so dumb
Y'all can go say what you want
Jllama just gonna stunt
While most put up a front
Only Been spitting for a couple months
I'm bout to have the whole rap game stunned
Watch how I Shine on you cunts

Man y'all flow so wack
Watch how I hop on the beat and attack
Bruh who's momma is that?
Saw that booty and damn it was fat
Came up spit my game and I macked
Then After that we went back to her pad
I only hit from the back
Cover her face with a brown paper bag
Y'all wouldn't guess how fast she got attached
But feelings man I can never catch
She keep texting me but I dont text back
Blocked her number and got back to the lab
To put some dope rhymes up in my notepad
To save the rap game it's looking real sad
Yo mom call me papi I guess I'm your dad
After I smash I just laugh
Then I go get me a bag!

Finna f*ck me up some commas
I don't play none of that drama
Presidential like Obama
Dropping them bombs like osama
Murder beats like Jeffrey dahmer
Lookin for me ask yo mama
If you ain't know my name bitch
It's Jllama
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Writer: Jeremy Gonzales
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Written by: Jeremy Gonzales
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