Jeffrey
کاور آهنگ Jeffrey از Juice WRLD

Jeffrey

The Party Never Ends 2.0۱۴۰۳۲:۵۵

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Watchu on, Mike P? Watchu on? Shit

Money on me, hunnid on me (hunnid)

Money on me (hunnid, hunnid)

Money on me (ay)

Hunnid on me (hunnid, hunnid)

(Whoa, ay, brrp, brrp, brrp, skrrt)

Money on me, hunnid on me

Bro gon' catch a body, then he flee the scene

I still put the G-Star on my jeans

She ask me if I love her, only in her dreams

Keep my stick on me, make you bleed

Would have never shot you if you let me be

Young Rich Nigga, that's a guarantee

I be with them killers like Jeffrey

No Dahmer, I'm a problem

You a goon cool, I got goblins

Fuck with me, make you leak like a faucet

Mix the liquor up, skrrt, now I'm nauseous

I don't sip the lean, used to love codeine 'cause I love to dream

Now mix Henny with the Rémy, 'cause I love to drink

And I don't love to think

Feel like I'm finna puke, can't do it on the mink, me

Money on the way, what is the hold up, hold up

I can't drive, still hit a donut

19, multi-millionaire

Ain't no lookin' back, all that broke shit dead

Money on me, hunnid on me

Bro gon' catch a body, then he flee the scene

I still put the G-Star on my jeans

She ask me if I love her, only in her dreams

Keep my stick on me, make you bleed

Would have never shot you if you let me be

Young Rich Nigga, that's a guarantee

I be with them killers like Jeffrey

I get drunk and act a fool

If you want a altercation, put you on the news

With the channel crew

They know I be makin' moves

W Gang, I can't ever lose, like your boyfriend

I can never be a fool, like your boyfriend

He a bitch nigga, I went to school with your boyfriend

Real as hell, I came from my move like your boyfriend

Next thing you know, she want me to be her boyfriend

That's how that shit go, she do coke, I gotta make it snow

Pull up with the pole, like who want smoke

L-O-L to the bank, richer than a joke

Money on me, hunnid on me

Bro gon' catch a body, then he flee the scene

I still put the G-Star on my jeans

She ask me if I love her, only in her dreams

Keep my stick on me, make you bleed

Would have never shot you if you let me be

Young Rich Nigga, that's a guarantee

I be with them killers like Jeffrey