Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Jefferey , by - Steelo SteezyRelease date: 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 |