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333 – jamesy كلمات اغنية

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[intro: jamesy! & lil bellsie]
(chuckling)
skrrt, skrrt, haha
aye, yuh

[verse 1: jamesy!]
i’m a young n*gga, wishin’ for a couple figures
i was born a sinner, and i just wanna make it bigger
f*ck your twitter fingers, i’m eating rappers for dinner
she’s a f*ckin’ hitter, a f*ckin’ heart k!ller
ima pray for you, n*gga, could you leave your b*tches
she a disney type woman leave your heart in stitches
jealous, ’cause you fast food n*ggas stuck in the kitchen
callin’ her pokimane, the way her legs be twitchin’
i used to keep it real on the regular
nah, i’m just cappin’ for the bars, i got a reservoir
she wanna go up to the nebular
i can’t be bothered but she hits me on the cellular

[hook: jamesy!]
i gave you three*hundred*thirty*three kisses on your neck
i kept a picture of you, next to the patek
dropped all of my friends, ’cause i thought you’re the best
but i’m done, and your ass was no diff’ from the rest
i gave you three*hundred*thirty*three kisses on your neck
i kept a picture of you, next to the patek
dropped all of my friends, ’cause i thought you’re the best
but i’m done, and your ass was no diff’ from the rest
[verse 2: jamesy!]
ain’t it bullsh*t? (huh?) how these n*ggas switch up?
devil in her got me talking to the bishop
gas pack too strong, doing sit*ups
feelin’ done like laroi, yuh, this the give up
she wanted to the stars so we went to starbucks
(so what happened at starbucks?)
we were f*ckin’ at the starbucks
i was keepin’ it real for you, b*tch
you were throwing my feels in a ditch
the thought of you is just making me sick
you wanted me so you could leech like a tick
i’m movin’ on, i’m counting my stacks
when you were here, you would knock me off track
get out my life, your sh*t’s in the back
(yo, what kind of strain you puffin’)
it’s that relationship pack

[hook: jamesy!]
i gave you three*hundred*thirty*three kisses on your neck
i kept a picture of you, next to the patek
dropped all of my friends, ’cause i thought you’re the best
but i’m done, and your ass was no diff’ from the rest
i gave you three*hundred*thirty*three kisses on your neck
i kept a picture of you, next to the patek
dropped all of my friends, ’cause i thought you’re the best
but i’m done, and your ass was no diff’ from the rest
[outro: jamesy! & unknown]
aw, f*ck bro, henny got me mad f*cked up
yeah, i feel it
ayo, is that a guitar in your hand bro?
yeah?
aye, say less bro, i’m on my rockstar sh*t right now, for real. aye, could you uh, could you play an e major for me real quick?
an e major?
yeah, that sh*t would be fye
oh, okay, i gotchu, i gotchu…

- jamesy كلمات اغنية

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