Foreign Jay – Keyshia Cole

Foreign Jay – Keyshia Cole Lyrics

Artist: Foreign Jay
Song: Keyshia Cole

Uh, hehehe, can you like, shut up? hehehe
Say what? (hehehe)
Samsungsosa
Ayy, yo favorite rapper lame, he prolly sing to hoes

Tell that n#gg# shut the f#ck up, he ain’t keyshia cole
Even though i’m countin’ racks i still eat pizza rolls
Drop my b#tches like my tapes, i’m still releasin’ hoes
I freestyle like, everyday, b#tch, i be too legit

He try to run up, best believe he on that stupid sh#t
My brudda shootin’ sh#t and still be on that ruthless sh#t
Hе said he want the bag, beliеve i put the boof in it
Uh, uh, b#tch, i’m grave gang

Uh, uh, b#tch, i’m ape gang
Uh, uh, try to pull up, he gon have to meet this ak
Uh, uh, f#ck a uber, she gon’ have to meet the train way
Uh, uh, i’m a crazy mothaf#cka, that’s on grave gang

b#tch, i had this swag before i even copped some mikes
This a real strap on me, b#tch, i am not a dyke
I was broke for 18 years and then i got it right
My n#gg# turned down eighteen years and that done got him life

Yeah, yes, i am a artist, b#tch, i been the hardest
b#tch, i’m self arming, run up, pinned you to the carpet
I’m on a new level, got a new schedule
You can’t f#cking hang, lame, you a lil’ nibble

If it don’t make no money, b#tch, then it don’t make no sense
I told a n#gg# that before and i ain’t heard him since
I meet a n#gg# at his door like i prefer the rent
I know this b#tch a freak, she told me she prefer this dick

These n#gg#s pay for p#ss#, they on that perverted sh#t
I’m on 〈.?.〉, i f#ck with that dirty sh#t
In real life, try to test me, marley got that thirty stick
This lil’ hoe think i’m cute, i think that she a purty b#tch

She said, “i got yo songs on itunes, jay, you just too good”
“i play my music to his brother, now he just too hood”
“no, i can’t show you to my mother, ion think i should”
She said her dad couldn’t even son him if he think he could

Good, b#tch, i’m good
Good, b#tch, i’m good
Countin’ up this money, b#tch, i wish you would
Countin’ up this money, b#tch, i know i’m good

Ayy, yo favorite rapper lame, he prolly sing to hoes
Tell that n#gg# shut the f#ck up, he ain’t keyshia cole
Even though i’m countin’ racks i still eat pizza rolls
Drop my b#tches like my tapes, i’m still releasin’ hoes

Yo n#gg#, he a lame and he sing to hoes
Tell that n#gg# shut the duck up, he ain’t keyshia cole
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Release Year: 2018