Lyrics Colangelo - Jay

Colangelo

Get my bands up, ole girl keep on talking think her mans tough
Nigga I ain’t yo friend, chill that «fam» stuff
I got her out my head, that bitch is dandruff
I stack up the guap and I’m hot now
Pussy nigga talking he get popped now
Niggas keep on dying we don’t pop now
Come here with that drama you get tossed out
I made 24, yeah I’m a boss now
Pull up to the valley, imma floss now
I’m cocky and I gave my mom some sauce wow
Brandi got my twisted her heart wow
You gotta know (yeah yeah)
I need my dough (need my dough)
Colangelo, they taking souls (taking soul)
My style ain’t new, it’s futuristic
My hunnids blue, I had to get it
Blondie just like Brie Brie (blonde)
Hell nah you can’t see me (oh yuh)
If it’s Brandi you can’t look
I might hook, like I’m brittney (bowx4)
I do what it take, that’s the reason that I took (took)
Getting to cake, go to college like I’m brooke (brooke)
What you want
Euh Brandi tell me what you on
Euh I’ll never know, but you still try to take my soul
What you want from me, okay you’ve had tour fun with me
I know I keep you company, I know I keep you on to me
You gotta know
I need my dough
Colangelo, they taking souls
My style ain’t new, it’s futuristic
My hunnids blue, I had to get it