paroles de chanson Stop Jeffin’ - Kutt Calhoun feat. BG Bulletwound, Krizz Kaliko, Tech N9ne
Jeffin,
the
act
of
kissing
ass
in
or
brown
nosing
in
a
persons
face
When
in
actuality
you
really
have
I'll
feelings
toward
that
person
Lady
momma
momma
top
of
the
world
and
I
ain't
stoppin'
no
No
thangs
goin'
change
today
my
thang
droppin'
droppin'
See
you
when
I
was
broke-broke
Ain't
said
nuttin'-no
Now
that
the
nigga
poppin
all
them
bitches
get
to
jeffin
When
you
see
me
rollin'
up-
Stop
Jeffin!
Stop
Jeffin!
They
be
like
"whassup"
Stop
Jeffin!
Stop
Jeffin!
Yea
you-
Stop
Jeffin!
We
ain't
cool-
Stop
Jeffin!
Point
your
fingers-
Stop
Jeffin!
Stop
Jeffin!
Da
na
na
na
This
is
Kansas
City
lingo
blurrr
you
mungo
single
You
call
it
jockin'
but
stop
jeffin's
what
we
bring
you
It's
when
people
really
hate
you
but
love
you
when
you
in
the
place
So
if
ya
"don't
like
me
stay
the
hell
up
out
my
face
Hey!
"
Don't
be
jeffin
with
me
Mr.
Jefferson
I
pill
fit-it
Jeffery
from
Jefferson
City
I'm
sick
and
I'll
pull
the
kill-switch
Talkin'
behind
my
back
gotta
wrap
your
Man
and
tell
me
how
you
really
feel
with'
it
And
if
it's
real
then
we
can
deal
with'
it
Jeffin
is
ass-kissin'
then
talkin
trash
dissin'
When
you
missin'
when
you
present
he
bitchin'
"have
chicken"
No
gizzard
he
'bout
to
get
it
with'
a
liver
be
Welcome
to
misery,
cookin
Jeffery
rotisserie
Swinging
on
the
deals-nic,
jeffin
for
a
hot
second
Turn
around
and
cut
me
down
I'm
a
catch
you
rollin'
Prospect
And
my
obsession
will
begin
or
I
consend
a
nigga
in
glock
heaven
So
mafucka
stop
jeffin!
Lady
momma
momma
top
of
the
world
and
I
ain't
stoppin'
no
No
thangs
goin'
change
today
my
thang
droppin'
droppin'
See
you
when
I
was
broke-broke
Ain't
said
nuttin'-no
Now
that
the
nigga
poppin
all
them
bitches
get
to
jeffin
When
you
see
me
rollin'
up-
Stop
Jeffin!
Stop
Jeffin!
They
be
like
"whassup"
Stop
Jeffin!
Stop
Jeffin!
Yea
you-
Stop
Jeffin!
We
ain't
cool-
Stop
Jeffin!
Point
your
fingers-
Stop
Jeffin!
Stop
Jeffin!
Da
na
na
na
What's
happenin'
This
for
them
niggas
that
saw
we
shappin'
them
Jeffro
Bo
Dean
niggas
"Oooo
he
so
clean
with'
it"
Slappin'
two
fifteens
canary
yellow
bright
Ho's
like
to
jeff
with
they
jizzle
they
flaunt
it
every
night
Every
night
poppin
this
pistol
bottles
up
off
every
flight
Mafuckers
they
won't
do
it
but
they
ain't
livin'
right
Where
you
get
your
shoes
from?
where
you
get
your
weed
at?
Whatcha
freakin'
eyes
on
man
I
know
your
gee's
fat
But
I
don't
really
fuck
with'
this
nigga
Put
him
off
in
the
back
seat
with
Tech
N9ne
he
stuck
with'
this
nigga
Cause
I'm
jeffin-jeffin
no
I
can't
help
ya-help
ya
Grab
your
sack
and
get
to
steppin'-steppin
Off
of
deuce
click
homie
yea
I'm
keepin'
it
reppin'
Keepin'
it
flexin'
keepin'
all
you
Jeffery's
in
session
"Correction"
and
I
don't
really
know
what
the
fuck
Hell
naw
I
don't
know
no
Tech
and
no
Kutt
so
quit
jeffin
Lady
momma
momma
top
of
the
world
and
I
ain't
stoppin'
no
No
thangs
goin'
change
today
my
thang
droppin'
droppin'
See
you
when
I
was
broke-broke
Ain't
said
nuttin'-no
Now
that
the
nigga
poppin
all
them
bitches
get
to
jeffin
When
you
see
me
rollin'
up-
Stop
Jeffin!
Stop
Jeffin!
They
be
like
"whassup"
Stop
Jeffin!
Stop
Jeffin!
Yea
you-
Stop
Jeffin!
We
ain't
cool-
Stop
Jeffin!
Point
your
fingers-
Stop
Jeffin!
Stop
Jeffin!
Da
na
na
na
They
rest
to
death
in
my
skinny's
and
twenty-three's
You
get
dressed
to
impress
but
you
lookin'
like
mini
me's
But
the
jeff
is
un-neccesary
that
you
givin'
me
Makes
me
question
the
jesture
of
your
sexuality
"Hey!
"
You
niggas
approach
me
like
y'all
the
bitches
be
all
on
my
dick
Askin'
for
telephone
numbers
hopin'
to
take
pictures
and
shit
If
I
wasn't
in
this
business
you
niggas
wouldn't
even
call
You
see
me
the
source
of
the
murder
dog
now
you
swingin'
balls
Hey
Kutt
can
you
get
on
my
album
nigga
y'all
click
is
the
shit
You
puttin'
the
town
on
the
map
I'm
thinking
this
nigga's
a
bitch
When
I
wasn't
makin'
no
noise
you
wasn't
a
part
of
no
Kutty
No
I'm
a
tax
you
ma'fuckers
for
half
of
your
budgets
Take
a
big
breathe
of
this
hella
shwagga
with
relish
it
Inhale
it
and
tell
me
if
you
can
handle
the
smell
of
it
It
smell
like
I'm
rich
don't
it,
I
know
when
you
pimps
want
it
So
quit
all
that
chattin'
you
ain't
equip
for
this
shit
fold-it
Lady
momma
momma
top
of
the
world
and
I
ain't
stoppin'
no
No
thangs
goin'
change
today
my
thang
droppin'
droppin'
See
you
when
I
was
broke-broke
Ain't
said
nuttin'-no
Now
that
the
nigga
poppin
all
them
bitches
get
to
jeffin
When
you
see
me
rollin'
up-
Stop
Jeffin!
Stop
Jeffin!
They
be
like
"whassup"
Stop
Jeffin!
Stop
Jeffin!
Yea
you-
Stop
Jeffin!
We
ain't
cool-
Stop
Jeffin!
Point
your
fingers-
Stop
Jeffin!
Stop
Jeffin!
Da
na
na
na
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