Mick Jagger ft. Aye D & Deuce Lyrics

Yeah

Yeah

He got the move

I got the motherfuckin' moves like I'm Jagger (Jagger)

These niggas stealin' my style and my swagger

He talk on the net, I'ma IRL hacker

Face shot gang, we don't aim for no bladder (Hell nah, hell nah)

Ballin' on niggas, two steps with a gather (Like what?)

This heater will bake niggas, turn 'em to batter (On God)

No time for games, don't care 'bout that chatter

I'm throwin' bullets like Rodgers on Packers (Brrr)

Ayy, ayy

I feel like I'm doin' arson (Arson)

I feel like I'm doin' arson 'cause I'm spittin' these flames

When I hop in the booth (On God)

Pull out the bands and I throw it, she finna open her neck like a goose (On God)

Bitches be thinkin' I'm foreign, broken-ass Spanish I speak in Cancun (Yeah)

30k dropped on the piece, it start singin' to me

It gon' sound like Fantasia (What the fuck)

45 shots in the clip, there's a sign on my head that he sayin' I'm danger (What the fuck)

My niggas spinnin' for whatever reason, these niggas gon' up it at strangers (On bruh)

I got so many clothes up in that closet

I don't even got enough hangers (Like what?, like what?)

I got the motherfuckin' moves like I'm Jagger

These niggas stealin' my style and my swagger

He talk on the net, I'ma IRL hacker

Face shot gang, we don't aim for no bladder (Ayy, ayy)

Ballin' on niggas, two steps with a gather

This heater will bake niggas, turn 'em to batter (Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh)

No time for games, don't care 'bout that chatter

I'm throwin' bullets like Rodgers on Packers

Pulled up in the Coupe

Just like Mickey Mouse and I'm bringin' my tool

I hit then I vanish like Casper the ghoul

You actin' real dumb, let me take you to school

Okay, like, one, two, three, four

Who be fuckin' on the floor?

Five, six, seven, eight (Huh)

Your bitch shakin' ass and it's lookin' real great

She suckin', she swallow, I told her to wait

I gotta make money, you makin' me late

She fallin' in love now she wanna date

I just wanna dip, said, "It's not a debate"

Shawty be trippin', she needed the dick (On God)

The Glock in my hand and the five on my hip

You talkin' that shit, so I emptied the clip

Can't fuck with no bozo, I'm not finna trip

I got the motherfuckin' moves like I'm Jagger

These niggas stealin' my style and my swagger

He talk on the net, I'ma IRL hacker

Face shot gang, we don't aim for no bladder

Ballin' on niggas, two steps with a gather

This heater will bake niggas, turn 'em to batter

No time for games, don't care 'bout that chatter

I'm throwin' bullets like Rodgers on Packers

My name it is Deuce, not makin' a truce

Can't fuck with a nigga that's not finna shoot

I'm tryna get high, I said pass me the juice

My boy hit me up, said "Come to the stu'"

I hop in the whip and I'm tryna go fast

I'm fuckin' this bitch and I'm slappin' her ass

I'm tryna get money, I'm tryna get cash

I'm comin' in first, I'm not comin' in last

Ayy, pass me the mic, I'm tryna spit heat

This girl want the dick so I gave her a treat

I climb to the top, I'm not finna cheat

You want all the smoke? Tell me where to meet

I don't play no games, it's not even funny

I got all the methods, I'm gettin' this money

Just look at the Patek, it's lookin' real sunny

I'm wipin' my nose, it's gettin' real runny

I got the motherfuckin' moves like I'm Jagger

These niggas stealin' my style and my swagger

He talk on the net, I'ma IRL hacker

Face shot gang, we don't aim for no bladder

Ballin' on niggas, two steps with a gather

This heater will bake niggas, turn 'em to batter

No time for games, don't care 'bout that chatter

I'm throwin' bullets like Rodgers on Packers