Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Another One, artist - Kilo Jugg. Date of issue: 28.11.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Another One |
| Damn VG, you make this? |
| Raised in the jungle, I feel like Tarzan |
| Man do it all for the cubs |
| Point one two to point one four |
| Point one for the doves |
| Six for a fifth in one spot |
| But I do three for a score in another one |
| In OT, we keep that one pop |
| But local, we keep that other one |
| Just made a 8 bill drink off a one quick shot |
| And I just got another one |
| They try compare me |
| But there’s only one Jugg no other one |
| Six for a fifth in one spot |
| But I do three for a score in another one |
| In OT, we keep that one pop |
| But local, we keep that other one |
| Just made a 8 bill drink off a one quick shot |
| And I just got another one |
| They try compare me |
| But there’s only one Jugg no other one |
| I ain’t readable |
| Been in the trap I seen it all |
| Send out my pack it’s regional |
| Look at the drip it’s seasonal |
| Jugging all season |
| I just got a call from Steven |
| Finesse the plug, I’m misleading |
| I had to Jugg for a reason |
| I was Bando’s sneezing |
| Now I’m in Nando’s eating, taking them calls |
| I told my runner «Go against Jugg that’s treason» |
| Tell a boy don’t be a fool |
| That’ll be foolish |
| I’m on my slime, that’s ghoulish |
| Kilo I’m back on my bullshit |
| I tell that bitch «baby» |
| «Baby, baby, baby» |
| I just pull up in Mercedes |
| I’m in the pub with Stacey |
| Giving out pictures say cheese |
| Then I went O |
| Jugg house turn me crazy |
| Call me kilo, call me Davey (Jones) |
| On top of the beef it’s gravy |
| The numerous times that they tried to break me |
| I stayed the same the game couldn’t change me |
| I played the game but they tried to play me |
| I tell em «I'm in my own lane» |
| Smoking on gas that’s propane |
| 2 and a Q of the Cocaine |
| In cans of my drip I’m no saint |
| I am not holy I ain’t religious |
| My broski prays every day |
| But we in the same position |
| We both started from the mud |
| But me and my brody we had a vision |
| I Jugg with precision |
| Back then in the trap I was missing |
| My patterns so different |
| My traps so efficient |
| You say you real for real but I know who is and who isn’t |
| Look at my drip this cobra |
| I’m walking on lizards |
| Vanish a pack like Houdini |
| Cook up the coca with magic like wizard |
| Whip up a storm, the blizzard |
| I got the trap in my DNA |
| Wrestle the pack like it’s TLA |
| I just pulled up in the GLA |
| They never thought I would see the day |
| Playing with keys like a symphony |
| I get the dirt from the Philippines |
| I got a brownie she into me |
| She asking me bout my history |
| I told her baby I do things differently |
| She wanna see my face |
| I told her to wait but she like the mystery |
| Major player in the league no little league |
| Na |
| Can’t pay me for no feature |
| I got jelly in my reefer |
| Cali kicking like FIFA |
| I put the snow in the beaker |
| Beat it like Tina |
| I’m in the T with Tracey |
| I need a re-up |
| I tell that cat I’ll be back |
| Hasta la vista baby |
| I’m John Connor in the T with my thousand |
| Mota on the scale I got a thousand |
| Cook a fish scale I got amounting |
| Big package like the one in my Calvins |
| Philip lane on my jacket |
| I’m counting up money everyday like accountants |
| Three cars up in the convoy |
| Whaps in the middle like Malcom |
| Put wings on the bird then fly up like falcons |
| Cutting up grub |
| That’s dust on fingers |
| Come like I just used Talcum |
| Flick of the wrist |
| That’s whip then snap |
| Got pictures, not for your album |
| Raised in the jungle |
| I feel like Tarzan |
| Man do it all for the cubs |
| Try turn on in my spot |
| Get sent off, red card, no subs |
| Point one two to point one four |
| Point one for the doves |
| After the whip got a half ounce left of the soft |
| Get it gone in pubs |
| Ace of spades in the club |
| Thick ting cheeky like chubs |
| I can never give her my heart |
| I just want diamonds I don’t need love |
| Six for a fifth in one spot |
| But I do three for a score in another one |
| In OT, we keep that one pop |
| But local, we keep that other one |
| Just made a 8 bill drink off a one quick shot |
| And I just got another one |
| They try compare me |
| But there’s only one Jugg no other one |
| Six for a fifth in one spot |
| But I do three for a score in another one |
| In OT, we keep that one pop |
| But local, we keep that other one |
| Just made a 8 bill drink off a one quick shot |
| And I just got another one |
| They try compare me |
| But there’s only one Jugg no other one |