Jdot Breezy – Just Flow Lyrics

Hah, yeah, nigga, uh
It's Breezy, best believe It
I make the shit look easy
They done woke that demon
Yeah
Ayy
Look

Ridin' in the foreign got my betta on the back side
If I drive it's a Drac on my left side
Hold a bitch hips when I fuck cause ha back wide
When I pour up purp that's the best line
Bitch caught me cheating and I don't want her to leave
Fuck it I'ma tell my girl one of the best lies
Hit it from the side
Tryna make her scream
Pussy so wet got me feelin' like it's her best side
Might get a whip where the doors go up
I don't know bitch I like drivin' real fast
Blood demon art I do the DJ Trot
I'm in LA in a foreign but it used to be a Jag
Can't stand bein' broke I'ma get me a bag
Lil ugly ass hoe but she got a lotta ass
Throw salt to the hoe you got traits of a fag
Tough nigga felt the chop now he foldin' his flag
All blues on me like a crip baby
I ain't never been in a wheelchair though
I ain't beefin' with a nigga Ima make him mad
Dot whatchu gon' do
I'ma steal his hoe
Left right right left, got a limp with the pole
Lil freaky white hoe she gon' suck a nigga soul
Lil freaky mixed bitch she gon' fuck my bro
Lil darkskin shit ride dick on her toes
New opp died I'ma make me a toast
Broccoli on me got me feelin' like lil boat
Took a nigga years what I did in a month
I'ma big goat nigga
What that mean
You a lil goat
Draco so loud wont hear a clap back
Nigga walkin' 'round with that lil ass pole
Beat it up, beat it up, nigga Mike Jack
I ain't the one babygirl ole Billie Jean ass hoe
I'm a frog out here you a tadpole
I'm the shit came out my momma asshole
I don't know of nothin nigga bring a bag home
I ain't losing no money I'ma add on
Fly nigga fuck around and kept the tag on
Fly nigga fuck around and pop ya tag off
I be hittin' this shit got a chop
Full club swing a nigga block like he playing top golf
I ain't fuckin' on that I got topped off
Hoe pussy hot walkin' 'round with the hot sauce
Nigga that ain't real you walkin' 'round with a knock off
Bro buss a perc down now we finna pop off
If I found you bitch then its not lost
Thirty-two hunnid what a nigga tennis shoe cost
Hit em with a Drac em huh
Hit em with a Drac make a nigga huh Rick Ross
I wanna be with a bitch but I can't
Only thing on my mind is gettin' to the bank
Its do's and its dont's don't do it if you ain't
How you talkin' tax bracket you ain't even got pay
Ain't trippin' bout nothin' cause my kids them straight
And my momma them good everything out the way
And the biggest opp shit just died the other day
Now I'm back to the business
Ondalay Ondalay
How I came up I wonder what my momma say
Want beef put a nigga where his brother lay
Baby mommas they be trippin' like everyday
I be tryna get my mind in a better space
Always waited my time I ain't never hate
See a couple nigga's mad cause I elevate
Nigga cross that line I eliminate
Canary yellow diamonds shit look like lemonade

Shinin' grindin' on that timin'
Motherfuckas gonna judge I don't never ever mind them
Find me a way in this shit I was blinded
Dot how you got that paper pussy nigga I was grindin'
And you can't turn time cause the shit so timeless
I get off my top
What that mean
Nigga mindless
I want her then I don't shit nevermind
Let a bitch nigga talk I ain't never ever mind it
Fuck me then fuck bro
Damn bitch so slimy
OG gave me X which one it was by me
At the crib with the kids and we all just bonding
I went to sleep broke woke up with some money
Table turn now this shit ain't funny
Now I ain't the one askin' for nothin'
Came from the bottom rose from the dungeon
Ain't nobody wanna give me nothin'
Big pole for a motherfuckin' bozo
Got choppa's in the house by the bolo
Them killa's go wherever that Dot go
Run up on me nigga really wanna die though
Freak ass bitch sittin' 'round had a shadow
Thought I seen a demon but it's really my shadow
Got the water like a dolphin
Slap a bitch with the stick choppa look like a paddle

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