Jefe

Album cover art for "Jefe" by Bodega Bamz

Bodega Bamz - Rap, East Coast Rap

Jefe

5 Plays

Duration: 3:55

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[Intro] I represent the hopeless, the voiceless niggas focused Two sides on every token, one side, my niggas loccin' One side, my niggas bloody, this side is never sunny [Verse 1] I represent the hopeless, the voiceless niggas focused Two sides on every token, one side, my niggas loccin' One side, my niggas bloody, this side is never sunny Nose runny, this druggy got money comin' for me My only buddy loaded, couple pills I'm rollin' Coastin' across the deegan, shakin', I know she fiendin' I'm tryna fight my demons, problems come in seasons Thank God I'm breathin', I'm still survivin' for different reasons What's up? What's up? Take a picture, it last longer You starin' at a jefe, jefe Jefe, jefe I dip and dabble, show me love across the English Channel Telemundo, grandma never watched the English channel Light a candle, brujería or white magic, never sold my soul Santería or black magic, never sold my soul, what's up? [Chorus] Jefe talk, talk jefe, this jefe talk Jefe talk, talk jefe, this jefe talk We speak in different lingos, shakin' hand with gringos I'm askin' God for guidance, you go to church for bingo [Verse 2] Oh, we livin' better now, Ferrari engine make a better sound I'm talkin' business on the helicopter Thirty minutes comin' down, two women share the don Givin' head, red and blonde, and they got they titties donned I love the fast life, here's the pros and cons Live to the fullest even though you might be livin' wrong [Chorus] Jefe talk, talk jefe, this jefe talk Jefe talk, talk jefe, this jefe talk We speak in different lingos, shakin' hand with gringos I'm askin' God for guidance, you go to church for bingo [Verse 3] Fuck bein' humble, this world we live in is love and violence Minus the bullshit, everything we love is vibrant I talk to pilots, everything we do is fly shit Move in silence, stop pillow talkin' to yo' side bitch I got a different story, you should listen, homie You take it personal, then you should mind yo' business, homie I hope the best for mines, don't hold a spot in lines This that grade A music, hope it test the times [Bridge] I loved you, what happens I decide, not you Now you don't love me anymore, well that breaks my heart But it's too fuckin' bad, 'cause you don't gotta love me But you will respect me [Chorus] We speak in different lingos, shakin' hand with gringos I'm askin' God for guidance, you go to church for bingo Jefe talk, talk jefe, this jefe talk (I know) Jefe talk, talk jefe, this jefe talk (I know) Jefe talk, talk jefe, this jefe talk (I know) Jefe talk, talk jefe, this jefe talk (Papi)

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  • Bodega Bamz