Cash Kidd - Jinx! lyrics

[Cash Kidd - Jinx! lyrics]

Damn, Machu
Why'd you have to do 'em like that?

Bitch actin' like she got options
All them niggas broke i told BoA
"Don't put my fifty in no envelope"
On the block with my arm up
Like I'm in a post hit the mall
Finna get sharp like my pencil broke
Mama think I hang with enemies
'cause all my niggas foes
On a yacht with a Drac' like Lil Boat
Woke up in the mornin', broke up with my ho
I mean, woke up, ayy
And broke up with your ho
Yeah, woke up in the mornin'
And your bitch got fired
I ain't even had no reason, Earth
Wind & Fire
Cops hit the scene, high speed in designer
Glock 17, I'm in the club with a minor
Devil on my shoulder, runnin' lights
We in a striker g Money like Dwayne Wade
Shooter and a driver
Walk in with them fuckin'
Sticks like the Energizer
Got the neck behind tint, told her
"Get to hikin'" i got eight on the webcam
I feel like a spider
Ayy, nigga, where your pape' at?
Niggas talkin' good, broke as hell
Boy, I'm way
Way up like they put me on the scale
Cut the bitch off for good, ho
Go to fuckin' Hell
I hate chillin' with that bitch
She be smokin' all my tails
Pull up in a Rolls, toolie in my coat
He got whacked tryna act hard
I knew he was a ho i got drank in my cup
Watchin' her chew me to the bone
Like my shoes too little
She removed a nigga soul
Gucci'd to the floor, Cuban on me froze
This ain't Fear Factor, but I'm
Puttin' that shit on, nigga
Ayy, she ask what I like her for, bitch
What you think?
I don't know who got more bitches, me or Bink
Better keep your eyes open
I'ma snatch her if you blink
Randy Moss, she wide open, goin' deep
She said
"I just want somebody" like she Tink
We shot 'em at the same time, bro said
"Jinx"
I wasn't gon' talk anyway, pussy nigga
Somebody call pest control, jewelry tickin'
They copy me then act like
It's a new invention
My housekeeper rollin' 'Woods
And doin' dishes
My new ho give hour-long head, Stewie Griffin
Aha, my ex'll never find a cooler nigga
All that wet talkin' gon' get you
Whacked if you against us
Give his broke ass the first-place medal
He truly finished roof gone, new edition
Ayy, slim thick, cold as hell, ooh
She gifted
All she gotta do is walk, booty jigglin'
Stop starin' at me, bitch, I'm too expensive
One rule, leave your teeth at the door
Laughin' with my pops, told him
"Give me a ho"
High school, you was screamin'
"Leave me alone" you a dweeb to me
Type of lame to get sent to the store
Playin' golf
On textNow sendin' hit's usin' codes
Sendin' 'bows like Big Ben with the 'fro
Ayy, he think he winnin'
He don't know he gettin' overlapped
I don't wanna fuck the bitch
Unless she fuckin' back
Wow, how your bitch even put
Up with your musty ass?
I just hit it, quit it, bitch
It took six months to crack
He soft but he bear arms
His ass a gummy bear
I get all the baddest bitches
With my ugly ass

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