.mp3 mafia – Jungle ahh beat

.mp3 mafia – Jungle ahh beat Lyrics

Artist: .mp3 mafia
Song: Jungle ahh beat

Like it or not I’ma f#ck on your thot
If she making moves, you were never the one
{?} inside her head a lot, we be sharing pots
Split it fifty-fifty like a wig if you tryna diss on me

May aswell blow a f#ckin’ kiss on me
Use some Listerine ’cause I can smell your breath from a mile away
Watch your smile decay
Bro should’ve brushed his teeth as a kid

Florida pissed {?}
Spazzing up on a jungle #ss beat, with your mom in my sheets
And she rubbing me D to the beat of the drums
She pushing my P with her thumb, the size of my D tеlling up

Shawty postin’ her WAP on the taco
She atе that sh#t up, didn’t leave any crumbs
I’m going sicko mode under the mistletoe
Kissing multiple ho’s, I’m done with my bros

They wanna f#ck up my energy
I’m working twenty-four seven, they lazy on ketamine
Planting a seed like a sesame, wish he had sex with me
Then I buy weed from dispensaries

They said I’m blowing up next week
Call me {?}, the way you address me
I want my nut all over her forehead like it’s The Lion King (Simba)
And I’m f#cking your mother and asking for head if you thinkin’ bout trying me (Ayy, ayy, ayy)

Somebody tell {?} to forget about him and reply to me (Okay)
‘Cause they all know Frenchie only want that p#ss# if it’s lookin’ siamese (Ayy, ayy)
I’m the king of the jungle, get ready to rumble
Anybody can come get hit in this b#tch

This cougar on Bumble is tryna come juggle
My balls in her hands like she playin’ for the {?}
I flew in this b#tch like I’m straight from {?}
Don’t ask me to link if it ain’t gon’ be sneaky

She bitin’ the head of my wood like a tiki
So I painted that face, now look like her {?} (b#tch)
I’m in the jungle, your b#tch getting puzzled
She ask for a threesome, me, her and her uncle

I got a lil’ bitty, want touch on my lumber
She f#ckin’ with me while your #ss gettin’ humbled
I give her meat now she want the whole bundle
You give her the D now she gettin’ disgruntled

I get the bag and I ain’t gonna fumble
I’m in the p#ss# like a tunnel
Got my numbers up, I piss on y’all
Hating on me? You can suck my balls

I’m in the jungle like a poison frog
You broke as a b#tch and it’s all your fault
She hit me up for a late night call
And now I got her suckin’ it right through the {?}

Stacking my bands up until they all fall
Playin’ {?}, b#tch, don’t get caught
Riding my dick like bicycle, uh
I’m finna nut in her dimples, uh

I got three b#tches, it’s triple, wait
Pointing at him with a pistol, bow
She wanna touch on my pickle
Now I’m in the strip club throwing nickels, uh

Choppa on me, make him wiggle
I’m pullin’ it three times, make him crippled, b#tch
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Release Year: 2020