jay3eezy - J3 Effect

I'm on a mission, okay
I'm on a mission, okay
She want to come over to my place
And I don't do no talking give me face
Bitch I'm so loaded I'm in outer space
Don't need lawyer imma beat the case
Bitch I'm a boxer I beat up the-beat up the cakes
Beat up the-beat up the cakes
It's in her face and she eat up-she eat up
I call up the plug like "bro I need a re-up"
Bitch I'm in your crib on the couch with my feet up
That hoe was a bum I turned her to a diva
I'm on a mission, okay
I'm on a mission, okay
I got a certain energy you can't replicate
It's the J3 Effect how I lighten the day
It's the J3 effect how I mack on your bae
She don't want me to leave like "baby can you stay"
Niggas all in my business like fuck what they say
Niggas all on my dick need to give it a break
I ain't made me a track in a minute with Nate
If we get on a song then it's breaking the charts
Im a grimey ass nigga like what can I say
You ain't worth my time baby I'm breaking your heart
On my left arm tatted nigga it's a snake
So if I'm around you better keep up your guard
I don't know where I'm going but I know it's far
I don't need no ice nigga I shine like a star
And I rock out nigga something like a guitar
And my gas loud even when it's in a jar
Bitch I got what you need feel like Madam Nazar
Just to get where I'm at had to get me some scars
O-Okay
She say that she miss me I'm like okay
Like what else you want me to say
You ain't working then you in the way
Let a nigga try me I send him away
I tell you secret take it to the grave
Trying to figure out life feel like I'm in a maze
Yeah, when your hoe deep throat I feel amazed
I shoot my shot it's gone hit it won't graze
And, RIP all of my loved ones that's gone
I just know they in a better place
RIP Bubba want to see yo face
RIP Freda wanna see yo face
RIP Leroy I miss you and RIP to my granny Sandra Fay
When you see me coming just get out the way cause
I'm on a mission, okay
I'm on a mission, okay
She want to come over to my place
And I don't do no talking give me face
Bitch I'm so loaded I'm in outer space
Don't need lawyer imma beat the case
Bitch I'm a boxer I beat up the-beat up the cakes
Beat up the-beat up the cakes
It's in her face and she eat up-she eat up
I call up the plug like "bro I need a re-up"
Bitch I'm in your crib on the couch with my feet up
That hoe was a bum I turned her to a diva
I'm on a mission, okay
I'm on a mission, okay
I got a certain energy you can't replicate
It's the J3 Effect how I lighten the day

Written by:
Jaylon Evans

Publisher:
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

Lyrics powered by Lyric Find