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Ugly Video (MV)




Performed By: Jordan D. Mitchell
Language: English
Length: 3:39
Written by: Jordan Mitchell




Jordan D. Mitchell - Ugly Lyrics
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Pass the blunt (Aye)
Pass the blunt (Aye, Aye)
Pass the blunt (Aye)
Pass the blunt
JDM nigga
You're so f*cking ugly I can see it in your spirit (Spirit)
You don't f*cking trust me but believe me you gon' listen (Listen)
Quarantine your souls hope of these bitches never get it (Get it)
I hope you die alone, there is no room for your redemption (Redemption)
I be getting higher than a mother f*cker (Damn)
There's a drive by right around the counter (Bitch)
I fell in love once and that shit is over (Aye)
Bitch on hunt but she's never sober
The world gas you up I ain't really flame you up
Niggas paying for the sex, you be paying for the love
You know I hate success I don't know who I should trust
Everybody is your friend when them bands be adding up (Bitch)
I be drunk you with all the goddamn time
We be in function with the flashing lights
Goin downtown on a Thursday night
Trying to be sober but it don't feel right
Isla Vista with the women, we get pussy all the time
Shawty is an e-girl but I do not spend a dime
You know I am Taurus, stubborn so I don't comply
And she ain't religious but the stars is what she likes
You so f*cking toxic and bitch I love it (Damn)
I'm so damn obnoxious I always show it (Damn)
I'll never get acknowledged till the pastor profit (Damn)
They killed my nigga Keith now we hunt the opponent
The virus has been detected
The virus has been detected
You're so f*cking ugly I can see it in your spirit
It's a curse on me someway or another
That makes me do these things, make me get into things
That I shouldn't get into, I don't know why
But I guess I'm just gonna have to stay away
From the people that I know
People I know always getting me involved into
Hurting myself or hurting my loved ones
Or saying something to someone that I shouldn't say
And I'm not supposed to misuse people I love
And misuse myself as well
I misuse myself more than I misuse anybody else
And I've been hating people lately (People lately)
These pretty bitches don't amaze me (Don't amaze me)
All this ice to mourn your baby (Mourn your baby)
They took his life, for quarters maybe (Quarters maybe)
Fate Flex on the dead (Dead)
Bad Bitch gimme head (Dome)
I want bands in my hands (Bands)
I want them dead in advance
Love can be so lonely when I want you
All you do is hurt me this feels awful
I be saying leave my ass alone
But I answer when you hit me on my phone
Ring around the rose, till we shot on the block
Nobody will know me till I'm buried by my moms
We're so f*cking ugly, but the rain never stops
Semicolons for the hoes who may find themselves lost
Everybody hats the rags (The rags)
That why we show for the riches (The riches)
Isolate me in my room (My room)
I find my mind a prison
She want to die every night, baby what is you doin? (Yourself)
You got scars all on your arms
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The following movie has been rated R
It is intended for mature audience
Parents may wish to consider whether
It should be viewed by children under 17
Pass the blunt (Aye)
Pass the blunt (Aye, Aye)
Pass the blunt (Aye)
Pass the blunt
JDM nigga
You're so f*cking ugly I can see it in your spirit (Spirit)
You don't f*cking trust me but believe me you gon' listen (Listen)
Quarantine your souls hope of these bitches never get it (Get it)
I hope you die alone, there is no room for your redemption (Redemption)
I be getting higher than a mother f*cker (Damn)
There's a drive by right around the counter (Bitch)
I fell in love once and that shit is over (Aye)
Bitch on hunt but she's never sober
The world gas you up I ain't really flame you up
Niggas paying for the sex, you be paying for the love
You know I hate success I don't know who I should trust
Everybody is your friend when them bands be adding up (Bitch)
I be drunk you with all the goddamn time
We be in function with the flashing lights
Goin downtown on a Thursday night
Trying to be sober but it don't feel right
Isla Vista with the women, we get pussy all the time
Shawty is an e-girl but I do not spend a dime
You know I am Taurus, stubborn so I don't comply
And she ain't religious but the stars is what she likes
You so f*cking toxic and bitch I love it (Damn)
I'm so damn obnoxious I always show it (Damn)
I'll never get acknowledged till the pastor profit (Damn)
They killed my nigga Keith now we hunt the opponent
The virus has been detected
The virus has been detected
You're so f*cking ugly I can see it in your spirit
It's a curse on me someway or another
That makes me do these things, make me get into things
That I shouldn't get into, I don't know why
But I guess I'm just gonna have to stay away
From the people that I know
People I know always getting me involved into
Hurting myself or hurting my loved ones
Or saying something to someone that I shouldn't say
And I'm not supposed to misuse people I love
And misuse myself as well
I misuse myself more than I misuse anybody else
And I've been hating people lately (People lately)
These pretty bitches don't amaze me (Don't amaze me)
All this ice to mourn your baby (Mourn your baby)
They took his life, for quarters maybe (Quarters maybe)
Fate Flex on the dead (Dead)
Bad Bitch gimme head (Dome)
I want bands in my hands (Bands)
I want them dead in advance
Love can be so lonely when I want you
All you do is hurt me this feels awful
I be saying leave my ass alone
But I answer when you hit me on my phone
Ring around the rose, till we shot on the block
Nobody will know me till I'm buried by my moms
We're so f*cking ugly, but the rain never stops
Semicolons for the hoes who may find themselves lost
Everybody hats the rags (The rags)
That why we show for the riches (The riches)
Isolate me in my room (My room)
I find my mind a prison
She want to die every night, baby what is you doin? (Yourself)
You got scars all on your arms
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Writer: Jordan Mitchell
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