Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Mocking It, artist - JAY1. Date of issue: 04.07.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Mocking It |
| Like, one text, I’m sending that, then I’m essing |
| I’m chilling with my niggas, I beg you go bring your bredrins |
| A couple bitches and Malibu, that’s the settings |
| I’ve known you 20 seconds, the fuck you talkin' about weddings? |
| She’s backing up her booty whilst I play with the coochie |
| And I ain’t into all the acting but we’re making a movie |
| And my baby never lacking, told her «Come here and do me» |
| And now my Willy Wonka spazzing, let it spray like a uzi |
| Calm down, I beg you just cool off |
| I pull up to the dance and I’m locking it all off |
| And I don’t really fuck with them niggas, they’re too soft |
| They never shoot their shot cah I save it like Buffon |
| The floor be shaking, her back be bubbling |
| I’m writing them lyrics, I’m getting that money in |
| I’m big in my city, the bitches are loving it |
| Oi Jay, calm down g, you’re mocking it |
| I love the way you’re twerking, baby girl, just come and bruk it |
| Step up in the club and show these bitches why you boss it |
| And if you ever hate on my baby, you must’ve lost it |
| You’re wishing you could touch up my sugar, girl, I just touch it |
| Drippy, saucy, sexy, mad |
| She’s bruking off her back man I buss and then bring her back |
| And if she pass the test, then I’ll cuff it and never dash |
| She step in looking saucy, I love her, yeah that’s my, gang |
| Calm down, I beg you just cool off |
| I pull up to the dance and I’m locking it all off |
| And I don’t really fuck with them niggas, they’re too soft |
| They never shoot their shot cah I save it like Buffon |
| The floor be shaking, her back be bubbling |
| I’m writing them lyrics, I’m getting that money in |
| I’m big in my city, the bitches are loving it |
| Oi Jay, calm down g, you’re mocking it |
| I’m getting dinero, I’m chasing the Lizzy |
| My flows are magic like Harry Houdini |
| I’m big in my city, the bitches are loving it |
| Oi Jay, calm down g, you’re mocking it |
| 1, 2, bad b, step through |
| Came in, no one’s looking at you |
| Talk shit but I’m doing what I do |
| And you dickheads wouldn’t last if I put you in my shoe |
| 1, 2, bad b, step through |
| Came in, no one’s looking at you |
| Talk shit but I’m doing what I do |
| And you dickheads wouldn’t last if I put you in my shoe |
| Calm down, I beg you just cool off |
| I pull up to the dance and I’m locking it all off |
| And I don’t really fuck with them niggas, they’re too soft |
| They never shoot their shot cah I save it like Buffon |
| The floor be shaking, her back be bubbling |
| I’m writing them lyrics, I’m getting that money in |
| I’m big in my city, the bitches are loving it |
| Oi Jay, calm down g, you’re mocking it |
| I’m getting dinero, I’m chasing the Lizzy |
| My flows are magic like Harry Houdini |
| I’m big in my city, the bitches are loving it |
| Oi Jay, calm down g, you’re mocking it |
| You can’t mess with my niggas, we’re too litty |
| Spend racks when I step out, that’s no biggie |
| Take a sip of that henny and now I’m tipsy |
| Beg you calm down, how you stunting with 250? |
| And if I see it and I like it, then I’m copping it |
| And if I’m jumping on a track, I’m probably bossing it |
| And how you talking about the sauce? |
| You’re probably lost in it |
| Started doing music in Coventry, now I’m mocking it |