Drake – Jumbotron Shit Poppin Lyrics

Drake – Jumbotron Shit Poppin Lyrics
Jumbotron Shit Poppin
Drake
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    "Jumbotron Shit Poppin." - Drake

    Album: Her Loss
    Track No: 13
    Wake up, F1LTHY
    Yeah
    We ain't even out in Turks, she finna take sand
    Ridin' 'round with F&N, we like to hold hands
    Oogie Mane, he killed it
    Boat was too sipped out, he ain't leave the bed
    Damn, they dipped a pint of TEC in a Code Red
    If I tell this bitch to pull up, she gon' moped it
    My dawg, he don't smoke on shit, unless it's unleaded
    I don't back and forth over no net, so just go on and dead it
    See me when you see me, if it's smoke, dawg, you unleash it
    Thick Moroccan bitch, this my fav', I'ma go on and beat it
    Lookin' in the mirror, kiss my face, I'm too conceited
    Send a girl home, call another, dawg, I'm too slime
    She ain't wanna eat it on her first day, it's haram
    I don't fuck with drugs, poppin' X for the first time
    That shit kicked in, like a two-time world champ
    Booted up, that shit hit up and down, like a skate-ramp
    She vapin' in my room, that shit lit up like a glow-lamp
    Who want smoke? Okay, cool, it's they whole camp
    Big shit popper, we the ones to get your shirt damp
    **** try to take a **** spot, now, it's too cramped
    Up, 8AM, geekin' hard, I'm a real vamp
    These **** got me fucked up, dawg, I'm too amped
    Mmm-mmm, make this bitch lick me like a mail stamp
    Mmm-mmm, strapped up, fuck it, I'ma die lit
    Too slime, posted at the crib in a snake pit
    Every time I tell you how I feel, I don't fake shit
    Brr, brr, brr, brr, brr, brr, brr, brr (Bih)
    Brr, brr, brr, brr, brr, brr, okay
    Everybody got a stick, we don't run fades
    We ain't even out in Turks, she finna take sand
    Ridin' 'round with F&N, we like to hold hands
    Oogie Mane, he killed it
    Boat was too sipped out, he ain't leave the bed
    Damn, they dipped a pint of TEC in a Code Red
    If I tell this bitch to pull up, she gon' moped it
    My dawg, he don't smoke on shit, unless it's unleaded
    I don't back and forth over no net, so just go on and dead it
    See me when you see me, if it's smoke, dawg, you unleash it

    Writer(s): Aubrey Drake Graham, R. Ortiz, Tim Gomringer, Kevin Gomringer, J. Raisen, J. Ortiz, M. McCollum, Noah "40" Shebib, S. Gaudes, D. GAGLIARDI & G. Dilara.

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