Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, hey, Jesse, hey, Jesse
Hey, hey, hey, hey, Jesse, hey, hey
Up off rip, no I cannot go
Got 30 on the Glock, trying to tap me a fro
Really dear, dirty, just me and Lil' Bro
I was sitting front row when you blew that pole
Love my friends just like my ? Me and
Stoley gon bend with a box and a gen
Loving that hoe, but that bitch gone go
Really hate where I'm at, already know I'm gone blow
Walked through the storm, had nowhere to go
Bail out the car, love to blow my pole
That one I caught made him scream out no
Nigga ran so slow, made him stop, drop, roll
Can't speak on the shit that you never gon' know
Do dirt with a chop, then I sell it for the low
Me and Bro in the trap going bowl for bowl
Try to run up in here and the switch gone go
Beat a opp bitch from the back get the low
Creep from the back me and bro get low
Pop out the cut, had nowhere to go
Freaky lil' bitch, put the dick in her throat
Love to be on her knees, I'ma call her the pope
Wanna stay here tell the bitch f*ck no
Wanna stay here tell the bitch f*ck no ima nut in her throat den that bitch gotta go
F*ckin your bitch, her pussy soaked
He tried to run, get chased by the pole
It's winter time, bitch, we can play in the snow
She sucking my dick and she taking my soul
Hadda kick the bitch out, she was dropping the Lo
I don't want your bitch, I'ma pass her to Bro
F*cking your bitch and I'm gripping her throat
I'm gripping her throat and she call me the goat ( let's go come on)
Just like a menace
I get to shooting shit up like I'm Dennis
That nigga try and play he get hit like it's tennis
That bitch wanna play and I'm dropping like 50
She wanna play till the come to the city
If he keep on talking, we knock off his kidney
Yo bitch wanna be Bobby and Whitney ( bitch can't get wit me)
That bitch fine, don't hit my line, tryna waste my time
Got a couple young niggas that do it for a dime
That boy tryna run he get hit in the spine
Wait, don't commit, no crimes
We in da party party, we having a vibe
That boy catch a shot, he can't even revive
That boy not a cat, he don't got nine lives
Peezy100bandsss - Hey jessie (feat. Cee loe) Lyrics
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Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, hey, Jesse, hey, Jesse
Hey, hey, hey, hey, Jesse, hey, hey
Up off rip, no I cannot go
Got 30 on the Glock, trying to tap me a fro
Really dear, dirty, just me and Lil' Bro
I was sitting front row when you blew that pole
Love my friends just like my ? Me and
Stoley gon bend with a box and a gen
Loving that hoe, but that bitch gone go
Really hate where I'm at, already know I'm gone blow
Walked through the storm, had nowhere to go
Bail out the car, love to blow my pole
That one I caught made him scream out no
Nigga ran so slow, made him stop, drop, roll
Can't speak on the shit that you never gon' know
Do dirt with a chop, then I sell it for the low
Me and Bro in the trap going bowl for bowl
Try to run up in here and the switch gone go
Beat a opp bitch from the back get the low
Creep from the back me and bro get low
Pop out the cut, had nowhere to go
Freaky lil' bitch, put the dick in her throat
Love to be on her knees, I'ma call her the pope
Wanna stay here tell the bitch f*ck no
Wanna stay here tell the bitch f*ck no ima nut in her throat den that bitch gotta go
F*ckin your bitch, her pussy soaked
He tried to run, get chased by the pole
It's winter time, bitch, we can play in the snow
She sucking my dick and she taking my soul
Hadda kick the bitch out, she was dropping the Lo
I don't want your bitch, I'ma pass her to Bro
F*cking your bitch and I'm gripping her throat
I'm gripping her throat and she call me the goat ( let's go come on)
Just like a menace
I get to shooting shit up like I'm Dennis
That nigga try and play he get hit like it's tennis
That bitch wanna play and I'm dropping like 50
She wanna play till the come to the city
If he keep on talking, we knock off his kidney
Yo bitch wanna be Bobby and Whitney ( bitch can't get wit me)
That bitch fine, don't hit my line, tryna waste my time
Got a couple young niggas that do it for a dime
That boy tryna run he get hit in the spine
Wait, don't commit, no crimes
We in da party party, we having a vibe
That boy catch a shot, he can't even revive
That boy not a cat, he don't got nine lives
Hey, hey, hey, hey, Jesse, hey, hey
Up off rip, no I cannot go
Got 30 on the Glock, trying to tap me a fro
Really dear, dirty, just me and Lil' Bro
I was sitting front row when you blew that pole
Love my friends just like my ? Me and
Stoley gon bend with a box and a gen
Loving that hoe, but that bitch gone go
Really hate where I'm at, already know I'm gone blow
Walked through the storm, had nowhere to go
Bail out the car, love to blow my pole
That one I caught made him scream out no
Nigga ran so slow, made him stop, drop, roll
Can't speak on the shit that you never gon' know
Do dirt with a chop, then I sell it for the low
Me and Bro in the trap going bowl for bowl
Try to run up in here and the switch gone go
Beat a opp bitch from the back get the low
Creep from the back me and bro get low
Pop out the cut, had nowhere to go
Freaky lil' bitch, put the dick in her throat
Love to be on her knees, I'ma call her the pope
Wanna stay here tell the bitch f*ck no
Wanna stay here tell the bitch f*ck no ima nut in her throat den that bitch gotta go
F*ckin your bitch, her pussy soaked
He tried to run, get chased by the pole
It's winter time, bitch, we can play in the snow
She sucking my dick and she taking my soul
Hadda kick the bitch out, she was dropping the Lo
I don't want your bitch, I'ma pass her to Bro
F*cking your bitch and I'm gripping her throat
I'm gripping her throat and she call me the goat ( let's go come on)
Just like a menace
I get to shooting shit up like I'm Dennis
That nigga try and play he get hit like it's tennis
That bitch wanna play and I'm dropping like 50
She wanna play till the come to the city
If he keep on talking, we knock off his kidney
Yo bitch wanna be Bobby and Whitney ( bitch can't get wit me)
That bitch fine, don't hit my line, tryna waste my time
Got a couple young niggas that do it for a dime
That boy tryna run he get hit in the spine
Wait, don't commit, no crimes
We in da party party, we having a vibe
That boy catch a shot, he can't even revive
That boy not a cat, he don't got nine lives
Writer: Cee Loe, Jaleon Arrington
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid