Jakprogresso – Tex Watson

Jakprogresso – Tex Watson Lyrics

Artist: Jakprogresso
Song: Tex Watson

Yes I’ll wait, had a birthday (?), to the party, man
Ayo, yo, I hit you with dope, every sleeve
Presidential Dutch burnin’ cherry trees
Just bury me, where Chuck Berry be

And heavenly (yeah), I’m heat pitchin’
Deformed weird like Terry Leech
Don’t even bite Jak sh#t, verbatim
Pick a rapper you want me to do a track with (yeah), I hate him (Word)

I’ll make ya hang up phone calls, from the crib
To the favorite rapper I’m like a God but they call me a dick
Duncе cap in the corner spit pores of my wig
I don’t tour, I usually gеt stonewalled by some kid

Noose, rope, loop my hands
Looper jammed, and go stupid ham
Two thumbs up with a smile, who’s the man? And lose their fans
Puffin’ fumes from coolant cans

Gettin’ dark in the booth (uh) like I be sprayin’, too much tan
I’m fire, pull up my head out the oven, with extra onions
I’m Olmar in Orlando clubbin’
You mad ’cause I still be buzzin’ (Word)

I’m not in no coven, I’m on the hillside sunnin’
Angelo Buono’s cousin
On camp, you can get duff like McLovin’
Don’t follow me to my home (No)

I wanna die alone, always stoned
Growin’ weeds in the crib like Troll
Casanova like Paul Knowles
More white on my nose

Then I’m up in Swedish chef at the stove
Selfish, this that “never had an album on the shelf” sh#t
I just rap, I’m here to rap
Apparently, no… please…
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