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Joker by Young Nudy
Yo Pi’erre, you wanna come out here?
We lit, we gassed, shorty got the stick
He do, yeah, he rich
Yeah, I seen a lot of niggas be rich
But they just turn into a rich bitch
Smokin’ on stank, man, I know that (yeah)
Shoot at your head turn your head to a throwback
Big shit, y’all don’t want that (yeah)
Whole lot of guns, bool shit, man I’m on that
And young nigga get money (yeah)
Big booty bitch, yeah, monkey (monkey)
In the hood actin’ whole donkey (donkey)
Bool shit, slime stay on it (i’m a slime)
Stick on my side like a sidelight (sidelight)
Pull up at your hood that’s a driveby (grat)
Thirty round drum on my Glock (my Glock)
Pull up on’em, pop-pop-pop off your top
Y’all nigga talk but you ain’t really wit’ it (ain’t wit’ it)
Bool shit, slimeball stay wit’ it (stay wit’ it)
And your hoe really wanna get wit’ me (get wit’ me)
Beat the hoe, yeah, from the back end (back end)
In the club turnin’ up wit’ all the rats (yeah)
And I got a gun, yeah, I count all the stacks (yeah)
Nigga wanna play slime, shoot him in the back
Stab’em in the back, yeah, I’m wit’ all of that (yeah)
Grimy motherfucker (grimy), slimy motherfucker (slimy)
Try me motherfucker (okay), fire that motherfucker (yeah)
Bitch hit my phone and she wanna ride that motherfucker
Yeah, that’s on top man, ride that dick (yeah)
Yeah, your bitch wanna suck my dick (yeah)
Nigga wanna hate’cause I do this shit (yeah)
Whole lot of money, I was meant to be rich
And you ain’t, yeah (and you ain’t)
I don’t even know, I don’t even know
I don’t even know, I don’t even know
I don’t even know but I stay on it
Bool shit, I stay on it (yeah)
And I get money, yeah, nigga hate on me (hate on me)
Ah, I know it, and I notice, and I know it (bitch-ass niggas)
Hop out the two-door, yeah, that the whip
And I sold dope, yeah, I made all the trips
Paid [? ], yeah, I made all the flips
Always see money, yeah, I came right here
Pat your tape down, I just bust it down
Gang eatin’ now, yeah, we eat now
Nigga play a young nigga wit’ 5 rounds
Chop up your block ‘fore you sleep, nigga
Y’all niggas talkin’bout some beef nigga (damn)
Put you on a plate then we eat nigga
Whole lot of money’round me nigga (young nigga)
Young nigga racked up, count up, the bag in
Club turned up, fuck up the back (yeah)
Y’all niggas haze when you hit on the back
Shooters gonna pull up with your head on the back end
Huh, I’ma be out like the [? ]
Young nigga wit’ a check (huh)
Yeah, I like to call hoe, make her give me neck
And I’m real slime, so show the whole load respect (yeah)
Rat-tat-tat-tat when they drop out the Tec
In the club turnin’ up wit’ all the rats (yeah)
And I got a gun, yeah, I count all the stacks (yeah)
Nigga wanna play slime, shoot him in the back
Stab’em in the back, yeah, I’m wit’ all of that (yeah)
Grimy motherfucker (grimy), slimy motherfucker (slimy)
Try me motherfucker, fire that motherfucker (yeah)
Bitch hit my phone and she wanna ride that motherfucker
Yeah, that’s on top man, ride that dick (yeah)
Yeah, your bitch wanna suck my dick (yeah)
Nigga wanna hate’cause I do this shit (yeah)
Whole lot of money, I was meant to be rich
And you ain’t, yeah (and you ain’t)
I don’t even know, I don’t even know
I don’t even know, I don’t even know
Smoke dope
Be high, be happy, get you some money
Don’t be like these bitch ass niggas man
Feel what I’m sayin’?
Stay solid, uh, you know
Stay on your ten, you know, and just be real to yourself
Keep it real to yourself, you know
You only keep it 99 percent wit’ these niggas, dog, you feel me?
Not a hundred, fuck’em
Yo Pi’erre, you wanna come out here?