That's Word

Jblumes, Nam the Emcee - That's Word Lyrics

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That's Word Lyrics

That's word (Ahh shit ahh)
Purge, up in the streets you finna go hide we gon' purge (Woah)
Best believe, I got the nerve (Shoot, hey)
She give me Adidas, she give me that boost (Oouu, ahh shit)
Choo Choo, she got a caboose (Uh)
Booty, she got that ass, boujee let her be choosy
Juicy, juicy fruit (I got the juice)
Shirts are flying, for sure I'm buyin'
She letting' it loose
First, put in reverse, then it go skrt (Skrt skrt)
That's word (Ahh shit ahh)
I need a coupon for that pussy, cause you know I ain’t paying for it
I sound like baby beating up a hater cougars like to call me baby boy (Ya fuck with me)
That’s word, no it ain’t, all in my ear I’m hearing complaints
Fuck what you thank
Whatever it is I’m getting it ain’t no debate (Moneyyy)
So stop let me think for a second
Is it you who been talking so reckless
If it is I’m glad it reflected
Bout to spin it’s bout to get hectic
I’m done with all that funny talk
I can’t fuck with none of y’all
You ain’t with it homie knock it off
Imma make you do the bunny hop
It ain’t words this time, I make action believe it (I do)
It took some dolo time to make myself believe it (I did)
I ain't with all that fake love, to everybody you can keep it (Keep it keep it)
Guess that’s world I live in (It is)
That’s word to the evil (Fuck you pussy)
(YES)
We been too busy with runnin' the city (Lets go)
My dog got us carrying no I’m not kidding
Man I’m tryna get it for real bro we winning
I’m getting these chips like it’s Vegas Venetian
I feel like I’m Tyson the way I been beating um
She call me over say blumes can you beat it up
Saturday night and she want me to eat it up (That's word)
I mean no harm but I’m tryna just keep it up
She gettin' wet n she ain’t even seen it bruh
Swear through leggings that shit it be seepin' up
They never heard it till now n they peepin' up (Watchu know bout it)
I’m only there if she brazy
Man I can’t be wasting my time that shit crazy
Bruh my time too valuable look what they pay me
Man look all the money I’m making
I feel like I signed a new deal like I’m Tampa Tom Brady
Man how can you blame me I'm blessed (Let's go)
I’m lovin' this shit on the daily
I’m poppin' off feel like I’m whippin' with amy get brainy inside of a fuckin' Mercedes
Im dreaming bout things that I thought couldn’t touch, but lately they seem not so crazy
I’m gaining with chances to get out the snow so its only green paper that raining
Bro feel me or hate me (God damn)
I talk to my homie said he got a thotty thot
Honest tho don't want a chick with 10 bodies bruh
She can come over n clean up the knobby knob
Bumpin' this shit till I'm rapping on caviar
I’m with the emcee
Man we Kicking this shit to a frenzy
Till the end
I spit some shit off the dome
Cause the head was amazing so baby that’s you hold the pen
You know n I know that this way too crazy
And we can’t be nothing just more than a friend
That was a one time I’m sorry but shit to be honest I’m never gon' do it again
Brr, shawty she give me the chills for sure
Man it's getting hectic that's word (That's word shit)
Purge, up in the streets you finna go hide we gon' purge (Woah)
Best believe, I got the nerve (Shoot, hey)
She give me Adidas, she give me that boost (Oouu, ahh shit)
Choo Choo, she got a caboose (Uh)
Booty, she got that ass, boujee let her be choosy
Juicy, juicy fruit (I got the juice)
Shirts are flying, for sure I'm buyin'
She letting' it loose
First, put in reverse, then it go skrt (Skrt skrt)
That's word (Ahh shit ahh)

That's word (Ahh shit ahh)
Purge, up in the streets you finna go hide we gon' purge (Woah)
Best believe, I got the nerve (Shoot, hey)
She give me Adidas, she give me that boost (Oouu, ahh shit)
Choo Choo, she got a caboose (Uh)
Booty, she got that ass, boujee let her be choosy
Juicy, juicy fruit (I got the juice)
Shirts are flying, for sure I'm buyin'
She letting' it loose
First, put in reverse, then it go skrt (Skrt skrt)
That's word (Ahh shit ahh)
I need a coupon for that pussy, cause you know I ain’t paying for it
I sound like baby beating up a hater cougars like to call me baby boy (Ya fuck with me)
That’s word, no it ain’t, all in my ear I’m hearing complaints
Fuck what you thank
Whatever it is I’m getting it ain’t no debate (Moneyyy)
So stop let me think for a second
Is it you who been talking so reckless
If it is I’m glad it reflected
Bout to spin it’s bout to get hectic
I’m done with all that funny talk
I can’t fuck with none of y’all
You ain’t with it homie knock it off
Imma make you do the bunny hop
It ain’t words this time, I make action believe it (I do)
It took some dolo time to make myself believe it (I did)
I ain't with all that fake love, to everybody you can keep it (Keep it keep it)
Guess that’s world I live in (It is)
That’s word to the evil (Fuck you pussy)
(YES)
We been too busy with runnin' the city (Lets go)
My dog got us carrying no I’m not kidding
Man I’m tryna get it for real bro we winning
I’m getting these chips like it’s Vegas Venetian
I feel like I’m Tyson the way I been beating um
She call me over say blumes can you beat it up
Saturday night and she want me to eat it up (That's word)
I mean no harm but I’m tryna just keep it up
She gettin' wet n she ain’t even seen it bruh
Swear through leggings that shit it be seepin' up
They never heard it till now n they peepin' up (Watchu know bout it)
I’m only there if she brazy
Man I can’t be wasting my time that shit crazy
Bruh my time too valuable look what they pay me
Man look all the money I’m making
I feel like I signed a new deal like I’m Tampa Tom Brady
Man how can you blame me I'm blessed (Let's go)
I’m lovin' this shit on the daily
I’m poppin' off feel like I’m whippin' with amy get brainy inside of a fuckin' Mercedes
Im dreaming bout things that I thought couldn’t touch, but lately they seem not so crazy
I’m gaining with chances to get out the snow so its only green paper that raining
Bro feel me or hate me (God damn)
I talk to my homie said he got a thotty thot
Honest tho don't want a chick with 10 bodies bruh
She can come over n clean up the knobby knob
Bumpin' this shit till I'm rapping on caviar
I’m with the emcee
Man we Kicking this shit to a frenzy
Till the end
I spit some shit off the dome
Cause the head was amazing so baby that’s you hold the pen
You know n I know that this way too crazy
And we can’t be nothing just more than a friend
That was a one time I’m sorry but shit to be honest I’m never gon' do it again
Brr, shawty she give me the chills for sure
Man it's getting hectic that's word (That's word shit)
Purge, up in the streets you finna go hide we gon' purge (Woah)
Best believe, I got the nerve (Shoot, hey)
She give me Adidas, she give me that boost (Oouu, ahh shit)
Choo Choo, she got a caboose (Uh)
Booty, she got that ass, boujee let her be choosy
Juicy, juicy fruit (I got the juice)
Shirts are flying, for sure I'm buyin'
She letting' it loose
First, put in reverse, then it go skrt (Skrt skrt)
That's word (Ahh shit ahh)

Writer(s): Joshua Blumenson, Nam Emcee
Copyright(s): Lyrics © DistroKid
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