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Matt Ox – Jetlag Lyrics

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Im working on dying
Shoo, shoo, shoo, shoo, shoo, shoo
Oogie Mane, he killed it
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ay, Brandon, why you do that?

Walked through with the knots, me, I feel like Cheddar Bob, yeah
All my diamonds gloss, all my diamonds, yeah, they glossy
Stop talkin woo, pull up, I make you want that yeah, yeah
My diamonds, they gon keep on jumpin yeah, yeah
I came from the block where you cannot even cross, yeah no way
I aint never had no Santa Claus, yeah no way
They mad cause Im gettin bags they mad
I aint even sleep yet, I still got jet lag jet lag

I aint leave the streets yet, Im still in Philly Philly
Eatin filets lets, with my whole gang gang, thats it it
Its time to get rich, its time to get lit, thats it
Young Matt is the kid, they had to go flip, thats it
Heard you drivin while Im driftin, thats it
Ridin round in birds
We aint whippin, thats it we aint whippin
Heard you fryin when Im winnin, thats it I win
My lil shawty saw me with a woman, dog shit

Walked through with the knots, me, I feel like Cheddar Bob, yeah
All my diamonds gloss, all my diamonds, yeah, they glossy
Stop talkin woo, pull up, I make you want that yeah, yeah
My diamonds, they gon keep on jumpin yeah, yeah
I came from the block where you cannot even cross, yeah no way
I aint never had no Santa Claus, yeah no way
They mad cause Im gettin bags they mad
I aint even sleep yet, I still got jet lag jet lag

Im poured up, dope give me a buzz dope
Ho, hold up, light em up like bugs lets get it
Thats your job, get up off my nuts get off my dick
He actin tough, light him up like a club boom boom boom boom
I heard your trap slow, its a lightyear like Buzz bitch
Yeah, he a clout daddy, he do shit for the plug nigga, you a bitch
I pull up, like a bird, kacaw kacaw
Hes all that shit, how the fuck he in love damn
Stop talkin fore we pull up, spark it skrt, gang
Your security, they can feel this hot shit brr
Its the dirt gang, boy, dont be a target dont be that shit, man
I be flexin, she wanna meet the spark team catch up

Walked through with the knots, me, I feel like Cheddar Bob, yeah
All my diamonds gloss, all my diamonds, yeah, they glossy
Stop talkin woo, pull up, I make you want that yeah, yeah
My diamonds, they gon keep on jumpin yeah, yeah
I came from the block where you cannot even cross, yeah no way
I aint never had no Santa Claus, yeah no way
They mad cause Im gettin bags they mad
I aint even sleep yet, I still got jet lag jet lag

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