Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Jefe, artist - Bodega Bamz. Album song PAPI, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 12.04.2018
Record label: 100 Keep It, Duck Down
Song language: English
Jefe |
| I represent the hopeless, the voiceless niggas focused |
| Two sides on every token, one side, my niggas loccin' |
| One side, my niggas bloody, this side is never sunny |
| I represent the hopeless, the voiceless niggas focused |
| Two sides on every token, one side, my niggas loccin' |
| One side, my niggas bloody, this side is never sunny |
| Nose runny, this druggy got money comin' for me |
| My only buddy loaded, couple pills I’m rollin' |
| Coastin' across the deegan, shakin', I know she fiendin' |
| I’m tryna fight my demons, problems come in seasons |
| Thank God I’m breathin', I’m still survivin' for different reasons |
| What’s up? |
| What’s up? |
| Take a picture, it last longer |
| You starin' at a jefe, jefe |
| Jefe, jefe |
| I dip and dabble, show me love across the English Channel |
| Telemundo, grandma never watched the English channel |
| Light a candle, brujería or white magic, never sold my soul |
| Santería or black magic, never sold my soul, what’s up? |
| Jefe talk, talk jefe, this jefe talk |
| Jefe talk, talk jefe, this jefe talk |
| We speak in different lingos, shakin' hand with gringos |
| I’m askin' God for guidance, you go to church for bingo |
| Oh, we livin' better now, Ferrari engine make a better sound |
| I’m talkin' business on the helicopter |
| Thirty minutes comin' down, two women share the don |
| Givin' head, red and blonde, and they got they titties donned |
| I love the fast life, here’s the pros and cons |
| Live to the fullest even though you might be livin' wrong |
| Jefe talk, talk jefe, this jefe talk |
| Jefe talk, talk jefe, this jefe talk |
| We speak in different lingos, shakin' hand with gringos |
| I’m askin' God for guidance, you go to church for bingo |
| Fuck bein' humble, this world we live in is love and violence |
| Minus the bullshit, everything we love is vibrant |
| I talk to pilots, everything we do is fly shit |
| Move in silence, stop pillow talkin' to yo' side bitch |
| I got a different story, you should listen, homie |
| You take it personal, then you should mind yo' business, homie |
| I hope the best for mines, don’t hold a spot in lines |
| This that grade A music, hope it test the times |
| I loved you, what happens I decide, not you |
| Now you don’t love me anymore, well that breaks my heart |
| But it’s too fuckin' bad, 'cause you don’t gotta love me |
| But you will respect me |
| We speak in different lingos, shakin' hand with gringos |
| I’m askin' God for guidance, you go to church for bingo |
| Jefe talk, talk jefe, this jefe talk (I know) |
| Jefe talk, talk jefe, this jefe talk (I know) |
| Jefe talk, talk jefe, this jefe talk (I know) |
| Jefe talk, talk jefe, this jefe talk (Papi) |