Lyrics Pedal to the Floor - Jesse Jagz

I keep that pedal to the floor
Been on the road
My eyes closed
I see from soul
Yeah I'm ready to go
And you know... you about to know
The most flyest nigga that's for sure
My eyes closed 'n' I see from my soul yea I'm ready to go
This is how we ride
Wings to the side
We fly...
Yea we ready to go
Let me show you how we ride
Wings to the side
We fly...
Yea we ready to go
Pedal to the floor making money
Rocking 'em clubs and getting naughty
Shawty we got you freaking
Got you rocking thru the weekend
We stacking money to the ceiling
Yea we ready to go
Make way for the immaculate
Venomous flow when we attacking this
JesseJagzNation on the road since we established it
Any competition, niggas vanquish it
They know we own this shit
We showing ownership
We talking real money, they talking a load of shit
That vocoder shit, so a nigga rewrote the script
He stuck to rap instead of white collar shit
I got a mic instead of that college shit
And when I'm spitting now, niggas acknowledge it
I'm giving 'em the boot, a
Nd they polish it till a nigga's
Looking so fly like some foreign shit
I'm terminating 'em, Sara 'O Connor shit
Damn... I'm such a star, these niggas can't fuck with my repertoire
I'm fucking awesome and amazing ménage à trois
I'm repping J-town and we taking it effing far
And we ride
This is how we ride
Wings to the side
We fly...
Yea we ready to go
Let me show you how we ride
Wings to the side
We fly...
Yea we ready to go
Pedal to the floor making money
Rocking 'em clubs and getting naughty
Shawty we got you freaking, got you rocking thru the weekend
We stacking money to the ceiling
Yea we ready to go
Right before creation before em niggas started hating
The universe spoke about a JesseJagzNation
My bass kicks got the whole ground shaking
I'm doing far more than my haters anticipated
Okay, now they got a nigga going serious
Everything I do is on fire like Prometheus
Now you feeling us? We don't want it like that
We pulling out a mic and got y'all running like that
Damn... them niggas couldn't speak when I approach 'em
Watch how a nigga coach 'em
I appreciate devotion
This nigga put in work
And if you try to follow him, then you might get hurt
Cos all I do is work
And my niggas hold me down like gravity
I just tell 'em where the action be
A whole Nation be backing me
Actually... we leaving 'em with dots like acne
Total agony and it don't matter what the drama be
It's time I let 'em know, this nigga's taking over
We took it all, got these niggas looking for they quota
So many rappers on fire, such a chain smoker
Plus I got em shawtys all going loca and we gon'
Climb to the very heights Jesse Jaga burn any Fahrenheit
About one terabyte
Not very light
Every night niggas shine very bright
Them niggas stay weak like seven nights
Our money pile up, we call it heavy shite
My shawty likes, heavy pipes
She likes to blow 'em twice
She feeling very nice
Champagne for the champion, Don Perry nights
These niggas can't fuck with us
Best in these sesame streets, Snuffleupagus
Taking these rappers to school and call it a syllabus
Yea thy can't fuck with us
See we got troy in us
So put 'em hands up for the victorious and I'm lighting up every night
They tryna stop my lines, cellulite
Police is searching for the evidence
They cant do shit
Nigga relevance
There's no space in the room, we're motherfucking elephants
We showing 'em the meaning of reverence
I got no competition and no equivalence
You still spitting? Yes?
You've got silly sense
They feeling me up in Philly yes
And Jamaica, and the Dominicans
And they sit and they talk in the evenings
They lighting up, yes easy things
They talk about me on some effeezy things
Put MI in, that's my siblings
I've been on my grind, a nigga just got UN-signed
Been brushing up my boots a nigga just got shined
The bullshit on my mind I will figure it in time
I'm the one who didn't change and they consider it a crime
I swear on my honor
Put it on my mama
I'll keep shooting niggas in the game like it's Medal of Honor
It's that incredible
Flow so terrible
Damn I never heard of you
Still I'm gonna murder you
General, my music tear down the walls of Jericho
I turn your whole state into a federal
It's your funeral and this is all for your burial
Your ass is in a casket I designed the whole interior
Period, I murdered anything that's on the stereo
CBN keeps that money spinning like a merry go
Nigga still incredible,
Flow still terrible tyres still
Spinning yes I've got that Pirelli Flow
Pull out 'em bottles nigga let the St Remy flow
Damn it feels nice, yes and it's sensational
It's Jesse jagz nation 2012
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