Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Jefferey, artist - Steelo Steezy
Date of issue: 18.08.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Jefferey |
I go Jeffery |
Get that shit in check |
Serve a bale, nigga, put that shit in traffic |
He ain’t came down off his pill yet, he tryna let 'em have it |
I can’t be worried about no ho, I gotta stay ridin' with this ratchet |
I just left out Jeffrey splurgin', I spent two thousand on my jacket |
I just got high up off this pill, you can say I’m pill laggin' |
Pull up at the store, I jump out the door, that four by four G-Wagen |
From time to time, yeah, I put diamonds on my daughter |
I put diamonds on my finger, this shit filled up with water (Yeah, |
Keed talk to 'em) |
Diamonds on her neck, I put diamonds on her toes |
I’m in that Bentley truck with SEX, then we switched out to the Rolls |
I’m with Duke, he the truth, we gon' switch out all these hoes |
I can double C the shoe, I can go the Yeezy flow |
Dolly Gucci sock queen, she not playin' with none of these hoes |
Yeah, I’m pullin' all the strings, I’m not playin' with none of these folks |
It’s a Goyard bag (Goyard), not a fanny (No, sir) |
When I rock the stage, y’all hoes throw they panties (Shut up, shut up) |
Ran them racks in a booty club, now she pressing |
Yeah, Amiri with some Uggs, I’m slime prince-ing |
Man, your ho, she give me hugs, she give me kisses |
And that ho, she so bad, she so bad, her pussy feel like Texas |
Serve a bale, nigga, put that shit in traffic |
He ain’t came down off his pill yet, he tryna let 'em have it |
I can’t be worried about no ho, I gotta stay ridin' with this ratchet |
I just left out Jeffrey splurgin', I spent two thousand on my jacket |
I just got high up off this pill, you can say I’m pill laggin' |
Pull up at the store, I jump out the door, that four by four G-Wagen |
From time to time, yeah, I put diamonds on my daughter |
I put diamonds on my finger, this shit filled up with water (It's crazy but |
it’s true, Hood Baby) |
Diamonds on my fuckin' neck filled up with baguettes |
When they see this shit, it’s superstar status, yeah |
They runnin', jumpin' fences, yeah, they 'bout to break they legs |
Tryna come up wrong, they wishin', boy, go’n head |
Swing your sticks, throw the door, granny longlegs |
Yeah, he worryin' 'bout his ho, that bitch in my bed |
S-L-I-M-E, these niggas heard what I said |
Bet these bitches do what I say just like it’s Simon Says (Let's go) |
Rockstar my lifestyle, can’t change now, I get in there |
Ridin' through the city, them black trucks, we in there |
Real jewels on my neck, you know we ain’t rentin' them |
Lil' pussy boy, I’m rare, ain’t no comin' back |
Serve a bale, nigga, put that shit in traffic |
He ain’t came down off his pill yet, he tryna let 'em have it |
I can’t be worried about no ho, I gotta stay ridin' with this ratchet |
I just left out Jeffrey splurgin', I spent two thousand on my jacket |
I just got high up off this pill, you can say I’m pill laggin' |
Pull up at the store, I jump out the door, that four by four G-Wagen |
From time to time, yeah, I put diamonds on my daughter |
I put diamonds on my finger, this shit filled up with water |
Diamond ice, diamond ice |