Why You Playin - JU$ X Lil Boy Blue

it just takes one touch

magic in my fingers 
stroke that shit real smooth legato

feel that rush

she cant stand up 
cuz them knees gon knock
cuzza my vibrato

am i sayin too much

ass too fat
when i smack dat shit
itll shake gelato

double shift my clutch

on the road gimme head
my baby dont talk much she just swallow



up all night and my rolly dont tok 
i be hittin my homie like yo que hora

came a long way from the day one shit man
i could not be no el que llora

keepin them 3 things right by me
pen pistola my espada

measure that twice and i cut that once
man  i cannot be fuckin up dat fah nada


takin my vacay at de cameron
i be out here burnin my provologne
spittin that fuego like el boqueron
movers shakers fat cat gatos

feds on my ass do not leave me alone
check every corner turnin every stone
do not forgive and i do not atone
only role model that i know is chapo


strum my tar make em change their tune
i can up my keys like i shift my capo

ready to move and i do not trust you
man i got that safe house out in cabo

ask what i do, who tf is you
boy i could tell that you gestapo

gold medal flow when that 808 blow
man they thinkin that i sold my soul to el dyablo

strum my tar make em change their tune
i can up my keys like i shift my capo

my piano with the ivory notes
i be hittin them keys like my name is chapo

white color 2 door hueco mundo
cuttin that shit with my zanpakuto

put on death row for my devilish flow
man i came out that womb as a little diablo


im feelin so low
innocence deaded like dodos

guess ill never know

way my life could go
homie done died so i po

spadado

do not got mentions
i just cut shit rurouni kenshin

let me go

ima have freedom at last
til then i carry my weight atlas

move the yo

day to day
i put my pain away
onto the laway
ima find away

grind today
ima shine today
another died today

mama said
stay away
from all the games the play
aint no savin grace
when you live that way

all ya woes
only god'll know

think i sold my soul to el diablo 

strum my tar make em change their tune
i can up my keys like i shift my capo

ready to move and i do not trust you
man i got that safe house out in cabo

ask what i do, who tf is you
boy i could tell that you gestapo

gold medal flow when that 808 blow
man they thinkin that i sold my soul to dyablo

strum my tar make em change their tune
i can up my keys like i shift my capo

my piano with the ivory notes
i be hittin them keys like my name is chapo

white color 2 door hueco mundo
cuttin that shit with my zanpakuto

put on death row for my devilish flow
man i came out that womb as a diablo

HUECO MUNDO

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Gold Digger (prod. June The Liar)

want it prod. luxo

You should let me

Be the man of ya dreams
Treat you like royalty
Show you the real in the world
You can cater to me

Imma keep it a buck like Dame
I ain’t a regular man
So I don’t want a regular girl
Someone who I could stan

But please understand
I ain’t usually fan
Two fingers up to you
If you don’t follow me back

Yeah
She only want the real no matter how she may feel
Keepin it 100 that’s 19 plus a bean
Droppin 81 on these dummies kobe
I see that

You want a piece of me yeah
I want a piece of you yeah
Baby it ain’t a secret 
You so bad bad bad
So throw it back like that
Just throw it back like that

You should give me
All your love to receive
Xs and Os on repeat
I can handle a baddie
Would you cater 2 me

You know I want you every day and night 
I feel this could be real
You know I’ve been looking for something

Every time you
See the world outta m


I’m t’d up off the edi and the henny
Shawty a Judy and she know that she got plenty
She’d let me get in them guts 

but she know I’m a timid soul
Maybe she could break me out my shell
If not then oh well

Hesitate

ThurlAnt