Jainkotiarra ft. Royce Da 5'9" Lyrics

Ugh, Nickel, uh, uh, uh to all my ladies, what up

DJ Gee

Ugh, Nickel, uh, uh, uh to all my ladies, what up

To my dawgs to my dawgs what up

To all my flawless baby mamas Following my baby mama

On Halloween, she remind me of my baby mama She honestly believe I would leave my baby mama

She gotta have a body like a Maury Bailey Mama

A face like Laurie Harvey, great vagina

Some real estate in awesome places, off lakes with office space behind them

Create so many happy days, I call myself the Fonz

Flesh of God, pressure high, Ryan O'Ryan belt design

There's not a time where I ain't felt divine Even when round the clock, I held the nine

Letting the devil buy and sell the time It gets telling when you scaling, clienteling crime

You get the smelling, frying, milling, flying

Shelling, swine to save fruits to raise dudes and they new chevelles

The great Cooper straight abused, they used

Camaros Benign blue straight through the barrel

Through, they shoe apparel Divine cruise, they suit Samara

Ugh, Nickel, uh, uh, uh To all my ladies, what up