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Lil Juvi - Skype Lyrics



Lil Juvi - Skype Lyrics




I really pop it, better know my body, when you come around
These niggas talkin, they tellin', tellin', now he in that coffin
This bitch a stalker, but she get guala, drink purple bottle
Think your bitch hotter, the cheap bitch, want Benihana
I was whippin' up Beemer, seven-sixty, fully kitted
Told the hoe to forget it, you ain't play your position, you ain't standin' on business
Hand me that money you want my attention, work on a hoe like it's dope in the kitchen
When in the f*ck you gon' come to your senses, I will not listen to none of these bitches
How I'ma know that you bout it until you get down with this shit and just go on a mission
I'm never duckin' no nigga, I'm knowin' it's war, but I'll never stop f*ckin' his sister
You was out f*ckin' for fame, makin' a name, now you don't want the attention
They put that shit on his head, caught at the light, lit that bitch up like it's Christmas
I just got a death threat bout a hoe, from a f*ckin' tender
Nigga, you knowing I'm all on demon time, when I tent that rental
Ballin' Wilt Chamberlain, codeine it what I'm drankin'
Get rich or die chasin', them double G's adjacent
Pussy niggas flakin', you know I'm go broad day shit
I don't got no patience, I left that lil' bitch hanging
2010 at Hastings, shooting like McGrady
Niggas never spray shit, telling me stay dangerous

Like, what the f*ck, stay in ya place bitch ass nigga man, say, look

Ju go throw two pipes, why play with your life
I broke the bitch on Skype, she said I'm what she like
Ju go throw two pipes, why play with your life
I broke the bitch on Skype, I broke the bitch on Skype
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I really pop it, better know my body, when you come around
These niggas talkin, they tellin', tellin', now he in that coffin
This bitch a stalker, but she get guala, drink purple bottle
Think your bitch hotter, the cheap bitch, want Benihana
I was whippin' up Beemer, seven-sixty, fully kitted
Told the hoe to forget it, you ain't play your position, you ain't standin' on business
Hand me that money you want my attention, work on a hoe like it's dope in the kitchen
When in the f*ck you gon' come to your senses, I will not listen to none of these bitches
How I'ma know that you bout it until you get down with this shit and just go on a mission
I'm never duckin' no nigga, I'm knowin' it's war, but I'll never stop f*ckin' his sister
You was out f*ckin' for fame, makin' a name, now you don't want the attention
They put that shit on his head, caught at the light, lit that bitch up like it's Christmas
I just got a death threat bout a hoe, from a f*ckin' tender
Nigga, you knowing I'm all on demon time, when I tent that rental
Ballin' Wilt Chamberlain, codeine it what I'm drankin'
Get rich or die chasin', them double G's adjacent
Pussy niggas flakin', you know I'm go broad day shit
I don't got no patience, I left that lil' bitch hanging
2010 at Hastings, shooting like McGrady
Niggas never spray shit, telling me stay dangerous

Like, what the f*ck, stay in ya place bitch ass nigga man, say, look

Ju go throw two pipes, why play with your life
I broke the bitch on Skype, she said I'm what she like
Ju go throw two pipes, why play with your life
I broke the bitch on Skype, I broke the bitch on Skype
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Writer: Justin Thompkins
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Performed By: Lil Juvi
Language: English
Length: 1:58
Written by: Justin Thompkins

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