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Peon Video (MV)




Performed By: Joe Gang
Length: 2:09
Written by: Joseph Jackson




Joe Gang - Peon Lyrics




I got cuts on my wrist
And she think im dead now
I pop pills for the fun of it
Don't need no weed now
Member when I was jit
Now im big an tall now
I den made a few hits
Say im going far now
Passed out when I pulled up
Am I famous
Baby I dont like ya friends no
Who ya hang with
You cool all at first
Till you started changing
And its still free reek
Till he home and safe bitch

Member she aint even text me
She wanna sex me
Officer mad cause my skin black
He wanna arrest me
Tell that boy he needa study
Right before he test me
CYN a have em sprinting
Something like a track meet
Only laid it down twice
Now she fell inlove with me
She gone tell all her friends
Now they like molest me
If its money on my head
Give my mom the check please
Said he toting all them guns
He aint neva shot a thing
I dont keep tabs on a bitch but i know where mine be at
I dont really wanna brag I know I keep her wet
And if he talking to loud then he gotta get wet
And if i'm talking out my mouth then you know where I be at aye

I got cuts on my wrist
And she think im dead now
I pop pills for the fun of it
Don't need no weed now
Member when I was jit
Now im big an tall now
I den made a few hits
Say im going far now
Passed out when I pulled up
Am I famous
Baby I dont like ya friends no
Who ya hang with
You cool all at first
Till you started changing
And its still free reek
Till he home and safe bitch
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I got cuts on my wrist
And she think im dead now
I pop pills for the fun of it
Don't need no weed now
Member when I was jit
Now im big an tall now
I den made a few hits
Say im going far now
Passed out when I pulled up
Am I famous
Baby I dont like ya friends no
Who ya hang with
You cool all at first
Till you started changing
And its still free reek
Till he home and safe bitch

Member she aint even text me
She wanna sex me
Officer mad cause my skin black
He wanna arrest me
Tell that boy he needa study
Right before he test me
CYN a have em sprinting
Something like a track meet
Only laid it down twice
Now she fell inlove with me
She gone tell all her friends
Now they like molest me
If its money on my head
Give my mom the check please
Said he toting all them guns
He aint neva shot a thing
I dont keep tabs on a bitch but i know where mine be at
I dont really wanna brag I know I keep her wet
And if he talking to loud then he gotta get wet
And if i'm talking out my mouth then you know where I be at aye

I got cuts on my wrist
And she think im dead now
I pop pills for the fun of it
Don't need no weed now
Member when I was jit
Now im big an tall now
I den made a few hits
Say im going far now
Passed out when I pulled up
Am I famous
Baby I dont like ya friends no
Who ya hang with
You cool all at first
Till you started changing
And its still free reek
Till he home and safe bitch
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Writer: Joseph Jackson
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