Lamb Chops

Lyrics
[Verse 1: J.U.S] My fox fine like '96 Vivica My pockets fat like '99 Shaq The bag just dropped and I don't know how to act Don't call my phone if it ain't about a stack It's J.U.S, boy, and I'm at it again Earl flann', top ten, six, seven hundred bands And the kush same color as a Kobe Bryant jersey Call the same number, guaranteed that bitch workin' Niggas ride the wave so I shot the nigga surface It's a bunch of clown niggas, it's feeling like a circus Eatin' lamb chops while my lil' bitch twerkin' I be playin' MyCareer, I got lil' niggas workin' I could trade a lil' blues for a whole bunch of perkys Ain't gon' be no Nino Brown, passing out turkeys [Refrain: J.U.S] Now get yo' chicken up To get yo' bitches up And get yo' chicken up And get yo' bitches up [Verse 2: Quentin Ahmad DaGod] My bitch bad like '98 Nia [?] stuff bricks in the Kia Fried chicken, Kool-Aid the sweetest Bad ass kids, but I don't ever see 'em At they granny house, gone for the weekend Only backshots, I ain't gotta [?] Quentin Ahmad DaGod caught you slippin', you robbed Heartthrob, words sharp, move with the mob Plus, the work same color as a Chris Webber jersey Don't fuckin' move, nobody get murdered Sharks in the water, smell blood while you surfin' Surrounded by apes, it's lookin' like the zoo Eatin' fresh steak while my dick get ate I be playin' Grand Theft, young hoes workin' Bitcoins, [?], these other niggas worthless [Refrain: Quentin Ahmad DaGod] Now get yo' chicken up Get yo' bitches up You get yo' chicken up You get yo' bitches up What, get yo' bitches up [Outro: Quentin Ahmad DaGod] Yo, it's Quentin Ahmad DaGod You listenin' to TV62 World famous Bruiser Brigade
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Credits
- Writers
- J.U.S (Detroit)
- Quentin Ahmad DaGod