Gettin’ Jiggy lyrics
by Young Slo-Be
[Intro]
Ayy, you know the rules, n*gga
Never snooze, n*gga, ayy, ayy, keep that tool, n*gga
n*ggas knowin' what we do, n*gga
n*gga, it's the gang (Ayy)
[Verse]
Where the dope pack?
n*gga talkin' Balenci and Balmains, we don't want that (Ayy, ayy)
I'm on guns 'cause we really where the phone gap
See a sucker, moonwalk him down like I'm Mike Jack (Move over)
Gettin' jiggy, n*gga
Just bought a new G-Unit, so there's a 50, n*gga
Ayy, ayy, two in the jungle, we gorilla n*ggas
Talkin' wet, but his mouth dry, he is not a spitter
Ayy, and why you on di*k?
Know you can't borrow guns and trees, get your own stick
Ayy, ayy, I'm MJ today, I rock with four-fifth
Ooh-wee, bring them straps in and it's a dyke party, n*gga
Up the ladder like I'm Jeff Hardy (b*tch, what it is)
She's a white Barbie (Tuckin' all them strips, lil' b*tch)
She is not sorry (Set his phone, we pullin' up)
I am not tardy, n*gga
Ayy, ayy, and b*tch, and we on time
Baby mama callin' f*ck up the drill, but it's the wrong time
Ooh-wee, this chop think it a razor, it'll push your hairline
Ayy, ayy, b*tch, I'm out of state, you know I'm 'bout a bag
Hottest n*gga in my bity (n*gga), yeah, I'm verified (Verified)
Pullin' up with sticks, got 'em terrified (Got 'em spooked)
You don't never hit that road like you scared to drive
If I hit it off a Perc', might get paralyzed (Ayy)
Started ballin' on that block, I was blackballin'
I be callin' bustin' knocks and you be cop callin'
Yeah, I'm really true story, I am not Jossing
n*ggas always duck law, they see them shots fallin'
If I try to follow n*ggas, watch my feet break
This Drakey probably fit up in a briefcase (It's hella small)
This b*tch gon' suck di*k until her teeth ache
I was in the trap makin' cheesecake
Ayy, I been a boy, before Lynch, I've been a beast
b*tch, I'm in that trap whippin' cream of wheat (Cream of wheat)
And we keep them chops like the Middle East
I'm a big dog, don't try to little me (Ah)