Jig Lyrics

(Bitch)

Come here, Yeah, You, There

Come here, come here

(Whoo, Whoo, Whoo)

Hoe I'm committed

Married the game

'Round the 21st century

52 Racks in my pocket I'm limping

Niggas be hating, but they don't be tempting

I took ya hoe for a ride in the Tesla

Mash on the gas (What's That) electric

Blew the bitch neck back, Quick flexin'

Chopper do the click clack, Big action (Whoa)

Bitch let me park in the lot, Get a lil top

Put my lip hand on them Yattas

The other day she saw me bumping that Biggie

That's why she calling me papa

She from the bay, Got her ass off when in Waikiki

That's my lil hoe Cyndi Lauper

Ringing my phone, that's my lil hoe from Atlanta

She wanna meet at follies

Ooh pick it up, stick it up, pop it

Ooh throwing these Benji's no wallet

Walking in to fashion week no stylists

Never see me tweaking

Off a another nigga's status

Back on our shit, Niggas be thinking we quit

We had to get more legit, Blow off your cap

Get you knock off for a tip, And hit me a lick

(Hold On Jig)

Whoo, Yeah, You, There

Come here, come here

(Whoo, Whoo, Whoo)

(Reach down) Pick it up (Huh)

Cape Town, A-Town

East bound, West bound send it up

(Reach down) Pick it up (Whoo)

Racks out, racks out, racks out

We gon' light the city up

You know it's a party

A nigga doing hella donuts

In the Maserati

Niggas steady tryna hate on me

Tryna snake on me

But I got something for these fuck niggas

Give ya bitch that work work

If he want smoke pull up on him like skrtt skrtt

How ya bitch love you, but she on my page

Lurk lurk

This ain't over night

We really put in that work work

He was talking shit now

That nigga my chauffeur

None of you niggas better not come at me

Like you want war, matter of a fact

I'm putting an ending to these bitch ass niggas

Niggas never really popping

When they hit ass niggas

Fuck is you talking about

Laid up with ya chick

And she going down south

How the hell stay talking

Hella lies out ya mouth

Why these niggas steady

Tryna talk shit for clout

They know we got the remedy

And they know they can never

Get rid of me, Man I swear to God

You don't want to be the enemy nigga

I'm killin' these niggas

I'm shittin' on niggas

This come with a price

So I get to billing these niggas I swear

She is a bad bitch so I flirt flirt

They know that we get it

And we put in work work

She got on her knees, and

Then she gave me slurp slurp

This shit is a breeze

But you feeling cursed cursed

Oh my God (God) She think she broke my heart

Sike bitch nah, Smoking on that strong

Niggas better leave me the fuck alone

Nigga I'm gone

(Hold On Jig)

Whoo, Yeah, You, There

Come here, come here

(Whoo, Whoo, Whoo)

(Reach down) Pick it up (Huh)

Cape Town, A-Town

East bound, West bound send it up

(Reach down) Pick it up (Whoo)

Racks out, racks out, racks out

We gon' light the city up

(Hold On Jig)

Whoo, Yeah, You, There

Come here, come here

(Whoo, Whoo, Whoo)

(Reach down) Pick it up (Huh)

Cape Town, A-Town

East bound, West bound send it up

(Reach down) Pick it up (Whoo)

Racks out, racks out, racks out

We gon' light the city up