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JAYEE - 4th Quarter Lyrics



JAYEE - 4th Quarter Lyrics




Yeah, yeah
And it's four quarter, lil' bitch, it's four quarter
Huh, yeah
Yeah, it's four quarter

I put all my brothers lined up
And they all starters
Tell the bitch it's four quarter
You niggas is hoes, you not my sons

I got like like four daughters
Pussy drippin', holy water
Finna get that hoe slaughtered
Try playin', I'm smarter

Try and battle, I'm harder
I-I'm wiser, I'm carter
He bark, but I bark louder
Let's see who make it farther

Kno, Know shit that i started
And you Copied like I'm your father
I won't sip the wok

Cause I move retarded
Smoke the gas in a hot box
They like who farted
In-in a BNB with five thots

For the whole squad
I'm tryna get, diamond rock
Nigga feel like Uzi, I just wanna rock
Said she want my trust, but I can't

Cause she talk a lot
Like, no, I cannot cuff you
A shorty that show off a lot
I'm just tryna get rich

Put up Benz in a parking lot
I'm finna go get rich regardless
No cap, no rap, I'm still the hardest
We still goin' tho

We still hit the club and roll up
We still hit the highway to cut up
You niggas don't do enough
That's why you still stuck

Don't nobody care about you
Don't nobody give a f*ck
I put all my brothers lined up
And they all starters

Tell the bitches 4th quarter
You niggas is hoes, you not my sons
I got like four daughters
Pussy drippin', holy water

Im finna get that hoe slaughtered
Try to play me, I'm smarter
Try to battle , I'm harder
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English

Yeah, yeah
And it's four quarter, lil' bitch, it's four quarter
Huh, yeah
Yeah, it's four quarter

I put all my brothers lined up
And they all starters
Tell the bitch it's four quarter
You niggas is hoes, you not my sons

I got like like four daughters
Pussy drippin', holy water
Finna get that hoe slaughtered
Try playin', I'm smarter

Try and battle, I'm harder
I-I'm wiser, I'm carter
He bark, but I bark louder
Let's see who make it farther

Kno, Know shit that i started
And you Copied like I'm your father
I won't sip the wok

Cause I move retarded
Smoke the gas in a hot box
They like who farted
In-in a BNB with five thots

For the whole squad
I'm tryna get, diamond rock
Nigga feel like Uzi, I just wanna rock
Said she want my trust, but I can't

Cause she talk a lot
Like, no, I cannot cuff you
A shorty that show off a lot
I'm just tryna get rich

Put up Benz in a parking lot
I'm finna go get rich regardless
No cap, no rap, I'm still the hardest
We still goin' tho

We still hit the club and roll up
We still hit the highway to cut up
You niggas don't do enough
That's why you still stuck

Don't nobody care about you
Don't nobody give a f*ck
I put all my brothers lined up
And they all starters

Tell the bitches 4th quarter
You niggas is hoes, you not my sons
I got like four daughters
Pussy drippin', holy water

Im finna get that hoe slaughtered
Try to play me, I'm smarter
Try to battle , I'm harder
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Writer: Jean Batista
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Performed By: JAYEE
Language: English
Length: 1:40
Written by: Jean Batista
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