Jiggy by Max Goof Lyrics
[Verse : Max Goof]
Bum ass nigga
Dumb ass niggas
Cum ass niggas
Stupid ass bitch
Root'n, toot'n ass bitch
Guns a blazin ole shooting ass bitch
Teenage mutant ass
You a jiggy ass nigga but ya flow ass
If you purchasing that shit get ya dough back
All them colors on ya nigga but ya style borin'
Need to switch your words up like ya Ralph Lauren
Call me Hal Jordan
But the black version
It's the Birkenstock boys we like black churches
We deliverin' a service with these God verses
If you got purses...could ya empty it out?
Got a gun to ya head, "please enter amount"
Gotta rob the whole game for not takin account
That ya looks take ya as far as matchbox cars
Ya plan(e) to ridin' into space ya won't last that long
And we gotta hear bout it, it's the same old song
The same shit
[Outro : Max Goof]
Tired is like watching CNN
All day with y'all niggas bruh
[Verse : Beggar Allan]
What do you do when life is gettin' on your nerves
And its nobody to understand the manner of your words
So you panic, thinkin you manic standin on the curb
Like dammit, how the hell can I manage these nerves
And you try to gather the words, but you resort to sighs
Language is a poor design to decide the reasoning
Many tell lies others believe in em
I cry out to the ceiling in silence
Concealing my eyes, but really inside is the fouth of july
Misfortunate times, crimes and punishment
Mind the destructive constructed to hide the ego
And post pictures and re-post
Only to go missing in vicious sinkholes
[Outro : Beggar Allan & Max Goof]
Maybe I should drink more water
Maybe I should think more smarter
Maybe I should drink more water
Maybe I should think more smarter
Niggas jiggy, uh, Blicky got the stinky, uh
Got the blicky, uh, drum, it holds fifty, uh
Niggas jiggy, uh, Blicky got the stinky, uh
Got the blicky, uh, drum, it holds fifty, uh
Bum ass nigga
Dumb ass niggas
Cum ass niggas
Stupid ass bitch
Root'n, toot'n ass bitch
Guns a blazin ole shooting ass bitch
Teenage mutant ass
You a jiggy ass nigga but ya flow ass
If you purchasing that shit get ya dough back
All them colors on ya nigga but ya style borin'
Need to switch your words up like ya Ralph Lauren
Call me Hal Jordan
But the black version
It's the Birkenstock boys we like black churches
We deliverin' a service with these God verses
If you got purses...could ya empty it out?
Got a gun to ya head, "please enter amount"
Gotta rob the whole game for not takin account
That ya looks take ya as far as matchbox cars
Ya plan(e) to ridin' into space ya won't last that long
And we gotta hear bout it, it's the same old song
The same shit
[Outro : Max Goof]
Tired is like watching CNN
All day with y'all niggas bruh
[Verse : Beggar Allan]
What do you do when life is gettin' on your nerves
And its nobody to understand the manner of your words
So you panic, thinkin you manic standin on the curb
Like dammit, how the hell can I manage these nerves
And you try to gather the words, but you resort to sighs
Language is a poor design to decide the reasoning
Many tell lies others believe in em
I cry out to the ceiling in silence
Concealing my eyes, but really inside is the fouth of july
Misfortunate times, crimes and punishment
Mind the destructive constructed to hide the ego
And post pictures and re-post
Only to go missing in vicious sinkholes
[Outro : Beggar Allan & Max Goof]
Maybe I should drink more water
Maybe I should think more smarter
Maybe I should drink more water
Maybe I should think more smarter
Niggas jiggy, uh, Blicky got the stinky, uh
Got the blicky, uh, drum, it holds fifty, uh
Niggas jiggy, uh, Blicky got the stinky, uh
Got the blicky, uh, drum, it holds fifty, uh