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Reyjoven - 31st Lyrics



Reyjoven - 31st Lyrics
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How it feel
To do
What a real nigga supposed to do
Had exaggerated
I was getting way too comfortable
I hopped up on the mic and had to show em what the vocals do
Anybody get it internationals and locals too
Gone head ring me up and ask her what's the total boo
Lookin at my wallet why it's straight and that bitch foldable
Running laps in the marathon and ain't that sociable
My Ticket going up
And that bitch is nonnegotiable
Big bid
You ain't never coming close to my crib
Making sure you niggas never get a taste how I live
Off the grid
Had to run me up a check and I hid
Bust out the lid
Nigga you ain't getting high off that mid
Shit it's getting scary
Why my slacks look like a obituary
My itinerary
Is to hit em with my visionary
Laid my verse she grabbed her purse the rest is on dictionary
Hit it from the back I'm on a mission
Not a missionary
My Bonita
What you need a
Slice it up not a pizza
I'm from the freezer
You a teaser
I can spot me a cheetah
Foreign Lisa
Got her visa
Now she think she a diva
She earned her zebras
Mama Mia
Come and roll up my reefer
How it feel
To do
What a real
Nigga supposed to do
Had exaggerated
I was getting way too comfortable
I hopped up on the mic and had to show em what the vocals do
Anybody get it internationals and locals too
Gone head ring me up and ask her what's the total boo
Lookin at my wallet why it's straight and that bitch foldable
Running laps in the marathon and ain't that sociable
My ticket going up
And that bitch is nonnegotiable
I'm just in my
Big house
Getting faded blazing up on the couch
I can vouch
And you won't hear the peep of a mouse
Don't understand
Now you tryna be muhf*ckin' fan
You on even kno' the first or last name of my band
They say you won't
But deep down best believe that you can
Black beads and the cross it drape the top of my hand
Don't irk
Cause I touched down feet first
Anything but Failure
Got it printed cross the t shirt
Gotta make the net swish
Socialize and network
On Armstrong like I gotta oversize my net worth
Blowing strong night long neva make my head hurt
Workaholic sleeping where they checking if I'm dead first
Out in the cold
You don't kno'
That I been out in the road
From the snow
Everything that we do f*ckin' froze
Hit her phone first ring never leave me on hold
Just take a chance shoot the shot see what the future beholds
How it feel
To do
What a real
Nigga supposed to do
Had exaggerated
I was getting way too comfortable
I hopped up on the mic and had to show em what the vocals do
Anybody get it internationals and locals too
Gone head ring me up and ask her what's the total boo
Lookin at my wallet why it's straight and that bitch foldable
Running laps in the marathon and ain't that sociable
My ticket going up
And that bitch is nonnegotiable
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How it feel
To do
What a real nigga supposed to do
Had exaggerated
I was getting way too comfortable
I hopped up on the mic and had to show em what the vocals do
Anybody get it internationals and locals too
Gone head ring me up and ask her what's the total boo
Lookin at my wallet why it's straight and that bitch foldable
Running laps in the marathon and ain't that sociable
My Ticket going up
And that bitch is nonnegotiable
Big bid
You ain't never coming close to my crib
Making sure you niggas never get a taste how I live
Off the grid
Had to run me up a check and I hid
Bust out the lid
Nigga you ain't getting high off that mid
Shit it's getting scary
Why my slacks look like a obituary
My itinerary
Is to hit em with my visionary
Laid my verse she grabbed her purse the rest is on dictionary
Hit it from the back I'm on a mission
Not a missionary
My Bonita
What you need a
Slice it up not a pizza
I'm from the freezer
You a teaser
I can spot me a cheetah
Foreign Lisa
Got her visa
Now she think she a diva
She earned her zebras
Mama Mia
Come and roll up my reefer
How it feel
To do
What a real
Nigga supposed to do
Had exaggerated
I was getting way too comfortable
I hopped up on the mic and had to show em what the vocals do
Anybody get it internationals and locals too
Gone head ring me up and ask her what's the total boo
Lookin at my wallet why it's straight and that bitch foldable
Running laps in the marathon and ain't that sociable
My ticket going up
And that bitch is nonnegotiable
I'm just in my
Big house
Getting faded blazing up on the couch
I can vouch
And you won't hear the peep of a mouse
Don't understand
Now you tryna be muhf*ckin' fan
You on even kno' the first or last name of my band
They say you won't
But deep down best believe that you can
Black beads and the cross it drape the top of my hand
Don't irk
Cause I touched down feet first
Anything but Failure
Got it printed cross the t shirt
Gotta make the net swish
Socialize and network
On Armstrong like I gotta oversize my net worth
Blowing strong night long neva make my head hurt
Workaholic sleeping where they checking if I'm dead first
Out in the cold
You don't kno'
That I been out in the road
From the snow
Everything that we do f*ckin' froze
Hit her phone first ring never leave me on hold
Just take a chance shoot the shot see what the future beholds
How it feel
To do
What a real
Nigga supposed to do
Had exaggerated
I was getting way too comfortable
I hopped up on the mic and had to show em what the vocals do
Anybody get it internationals and locals too
Gone head ring me up and ask her what's the total boo
Lookin at my wallet why it's straight and that bitch foldable
Running laps in the marathon and ain't that sociable
My ticket going up
And that bitch is nonnegotiable
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Writer: Randy Jackson
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Performed By: Reyjoven
Language: English
Length: 2:51
Written by: Randy Jackson

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