Jourdan Brothern - I Did It paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson I Did It - Jourdan Brothern



(Hahaha)
(DJ on the beat, so it's a banger)
Niggas lied to my face, and I really had fell for it
He needed to slide, but fuck it whatever
I'm bouta come tell you a crazy story
Fucking a bitch from the back
I gave her that cream we gotta go onto Maury
Bitches be niggas and niggas be snitches
This Louie, he wish that he been done wore it
I ain't never gone switch on my niggas
Don't care if you give a me a chain or some fame
To this day these niggas say if you get played, start playin the game
We was never the same, you act way too lame
Swear to god I'll aim at your brain
You was never my dog, stay in the wild
Swear to god you niggas be to hard to tame
I did it
I couldn't had fit my clothes, but now you know that I'm dripping
I wanted a Gucci belt, got Versace, you know that it's fitted
Gotta put the Narcotics down, I swear I try to forget it
Cause nigga, I did it, I did it
Cause nigga, I did it, I did it
I'm getting money
Niggas be hating, I laugh, it's funny
To see grown ass niggas hating on a child
They be lookin like a dummy
We make it rain, but the weather sunny
I'm the one that yo bitch call honey
You better slide or you start running
I'm on the beat, feel like Drumdummie
I'm 5'2, on my bands I go right through the roof
If a nigga play wit Tim too or M2
Coocoo if he don't know I shoot
This one is for my old crew
I'll give you bands if I have to
But I gotta stay right to myself
100 pound watch straight on the shelf
Niggas lied to my face and I really had fell for it
He needed to slide, but fuck it whatever
I'm bouta come tell you a crazy story
Fucking a bitch from the back
I gave her that cream we gotta go onto Maury
Bitches be niggas and niggas be snitches
This Louie, he wish that he been done wore it
I ain't never gone switch on my niggas
Don't care if you give a me a chain or some fame
To this day these niggas say if you get played start playin the game
We was never the same, you act way too lame
Swear to god I'll aim at your brain
You was never my dog, stay in the wild
Swear to god you niggas be to hard to tame
I did it
I couldn't had fit my clothes, but now you know that I'm dripping
I wanted a Gucci belt, got Versace, you know that it's fitted
Gotta put the Narcotics down, I swear I try to forget it
Cause nigga, I did it, I did it
Cause nigga, I did it, I did it
Got my bands up, got yo hands out
No nigga, I don't give handouts
Put your motherfucking hands down
You niggas looking like straight clowns
She say I'm a king, bow down
You niggas rats, Mickey Mouse
I'm so high, going through the clouds
I'm so hot, I don't need clout
Nigga get out of your feelings
I ain't been broke, guess it been a lil' minute
Out of my niggas, they know I'm the realest
Got hurt so bad, that shit still healing
I know ya pain nigga, I really feel it
First thing on the wheel you know ima beep it
Got a class full of niggas, they know that I'm teaching them
How to get bands in less than a minute



Writer(s): Jourdan Brothern


Jourdan Brothern - Childhood Hate
Album Childhood Hate
date de sortie
21-10-2022




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