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Lyrify.me

MJ by Sylvan LaCue Lyrics

Genre: rap | Year: 2021

[Verse 1: Sylvan]
I remember Princess Jasmine aunty bumping Toni Braxton never breathe again
I got a heart full rage there’s a part of me that don’t wanna see you breathe again
If I do favors I need fee’s to bend (woo woo)
Michale Jackson how I got it bracking lift my left leg & do my heee again
Damn Lak on the beat he wins
Biddy just pod his rent in advance
I used to smile & hope my peers give a chance
Now it’s Sylvan can you hop on the dance
Ain’t no daps & I ain’t shaking no hands
Just before you celebrate about plans
*BEEP* won’t let you get the chance
I do my offer then I wave to the sky
Say ya prayers before you wave goodbye
Awww my don’t get caught in the vibe
One time no American pie
All it takes all it takes
I put my faith in the greats
Met them all face to face
What a waste what a waste
[Chorus: Merlaku]
I got next
Heard they talking brazy till we walk up on the set
I heard that’s your lady nigga I ain’t that convinced
I could whip a baby fornicating whit that bitch
Nigga pocket watching like the press, why you pressed
Niggas talking brazy on the net, ain't a threat
Lil niggas talkin why not say it witcho chest
I ain't like the rest nigga

[Verse 2: Sylvan]
I got a heart full rage there’s a part of me that don’t wanna see you breathe again
Michael Jackson how I got it bracking lift my left leg & do my heee again
Damn Lak on the beat he wins
Biddy Just pod his rent in advance
I used to smile & hope my peers give a chance
*BEEP* won’t let you get the chance

[Verse 3: Sylvan]
We gon, we gon let this shit marinate a bit
Yea
Sirens outside & shit
Yea, Yea
How I grew up, Never was perfect
All of this shit is on purpose
Shawty da truth, she know her purpose
Trust being stupid than what’s on the surface
My niggas tote more than women & purses
Blessed from jump don’t believe in no curses
And I sign all of my checkings in cursive
My higher self told me everything’s worth it
My inner child made a deal with my soul
Trust in yo vision conceal what you know
My momma used to send me to store
Now I send racks to clear racks off with clothes
I can’t complained about what I been owed
Whats My is mine it can not be stole
Put two & two & discover my code
And I’m coming back with way more than just 4
Yea, shawty gon roll up as soon as I see her
She be my rose, shout out Aretha
Fuck her then suck juice up out her uretha
Nah it’s not cheaper, its deeper to keep her
Nike boots & I sound mellow through speakers
Talk with your heart if you mean it then speak up
Niggas got egos the size of my man
WOAH