Lyrics judge - Glitterboy, Surf

judge - Glitterboy, Surf
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In the genre:Рэп и хип-хоп
Release date:06.05.2021
Song language:English
Age restrictions: 18+

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judge
Yeah
Yeah-yeah, yeah
Yeah-yeah, yeah
I know they be watchin' the kid like cable (Yeah)
Talkin' too crazy, I’ll give you a halo (Ha)
Know that you lyin', I’m hearin' a fable (Woah)
Talkin' is cheap, I need money on tables (Damn)
I want the money, I don’t want the love (I don’t want the love)
I’m lookin' to God like «Who am I to judge?»
(Who am I to judge?)
I know they be watchin' the kid like cable (Yeah)
Talkin' too crazy, I’ll give you a halo (No)
Know that you lyin', I’m hearin' a fable (Ha)
Talkin' is cheap, I need money on tables (Yeah)
I want the mony, I don’t want the love (Uh-uh, uh)
I’m lookin' to God like «Who am I to judg?»
(Woah)
Stand down (Stand)
Young nigga, stand down (Man)
You’ll come out as man down (Woah)
Funny, my enemies' fans now (Damn)
Ran up this money, I blew it (Ha)
Show me the play, I’ma do it (Ha)
Huh, I’ma chop that boy, don’t screw him (Nah)
Yeah, I’ma take him off the map, won’t lose him (Yeah)
So much water on me, I’m fluid (Yeah)
Talkin' that money, I might get fluent (Ha)
So much guap, I might be Jewish
I don’t do no talkin', I get to it (Wow)
I don’t wanna make friends, I’m makin' music (Wow)
I know they copy me, influenced (Wow)
She left me dry, made me feel foolish (Wow)
I want a wifey, not no ho, she tried to claim me, made her cool it (Yeah, yeah)
Damn, spreadin' that money like jam (Jam)
I ain’t wearin' no Jimmy, Pam (Pam)
I’m a real jackass, no Bam (Yeah)
Fuck around, get slapped on cam (Ha)
She a thot, show it all on the 'Gram (Wow)
Get the gas, go shop like Sam’s (Wow)
Fuck around, get shot, no hands (Yeah)
I ain’t fuckin' with 12, I ain’t fuckin' with pigs, I ain’t fuckin' with him
(Hell nah)
And he say he a G.O.A.T.
but he act like a sheep and he look like a lamb (Damn)
Run up that money, ain’t usin' no scam (Skrrt)
Run to the bank head first, no ram (Skrrt)
Servin' the shake, I ain’t smokin' up gram (Skrrt)
Livin' too good, got my toes in the sand (Skrrt, yeah-yeah)
I need a view up in L.A. with baddies on me
Run up my green, this cabbage on me
Blowin' this bag a habit to me
I never thought this would happen to me
Tell me why niggas be challengin' me?
(Why?)
I got some people that’s livin' in jail (Why?)
They tryna send a lil' package to me (Ha)
I know they be watchin' the kid like cable (Yeah)
Talkin' too crazy, I’ll give you a halo (Ha)
Know that you lyin', I’m hearin' a fable (Woah)
Talkin' is cheap, I need money on tables (Damn)
I want the money, I don’t want the love (I don’t want the love)
I’m lookin' to God like «Who am I to judge?»
(Who am I to judge?)
I know they be watchin' the kid like cable (Yeah)
Talkin' too crazy, I’ll give you a halo (No)
Know that you lyin', I’m hearin' a fable (Ha)
Talkin' is cheap, I need money on tables (Yeah)
I want the money, I don’t want the love (Uh-uh, uh)
I’m lookin' to God like «Who am I to judge?»
(Woah)

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