Easy Redd - Jazz In The Church lyrics

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Easy Redd - Jazz In The Church lyrics

[Intro] [Verse 1: Euroz] My whip is the newest, My crib is included My b**h is the cutest, Bread my n***as pursue it "W's" we not into the losing, Separate me from these lames i'm not into confusion Counting blessings & cash, Then contemplate all the sh** that we destined to have My current chick flawless & all my ex's is bad Life's short i'm never tripping on sh** I left in the past Why? Cause it's all about progression, It's all about your team when you splitting money in sections Thinking you the sh** till some bigger sh**'s what you step in My ego's so convinced that i'm not to far from the legends I really do the sh** that you hear me say in the raps But you know i'm bout to blow, so ahead stay in the lap We don't f** with badminton but we playing with racks Hoes tell me that they love me, I ain't saying it back I think it's time i warn b**hes, That my Heart's cold so dress warm b**hes The bandwagon is leaving, Pedal to the floor b**hes [Verse 2: Easy Redd] The haze hits the air, My j**elry glistens in amaze people stare Everything casual I blaze the affair, I'm a keep collecting revenue till grays in my hair The difference between us, I am gifted, Anything get you lifted, We gon' ship it Our cup runneth over, these b**hes wanna sip it My Heart cold as ice, these b**hes must be tripping, I ain't slacking on my pimping Show you how I'm living, Take her to the strip and tell that b**h to bust a mission Life about decisions, we gon' take the wealthy route, Hater motivated, So you marks really help me out I can point a finger, get you marked, they gon' stretch you out Bring you to my corner, Get you cornered, They won't let you out You could pray to God, But that n***a he can't help you out Or you can try your odds, and attempt to pull your weapon out..Nope Don't recommend it, Jimi Hendrix descendent, Real rap no gimmicks, All you rap n***as timid Until I'm on top all you rap n***as Emmitt, If he got the juice, Beat him to a pulp, Now he finished [Outro]