Yung Joc - By The Bar lyrics

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Yung Joc - By The Bar lyrics

[Hook x2] By the bar by the bar Ho I'm by the bar 50 racks on me 120 in this car By the bar by the bar Ho I'm by the bar Iced out dog tags Presidential R [Verse 1: Meek Mill] Presi on my arm sh** cost me a car Step into the building She like he a star Couple of bad b**hes We might just menage Maybe quadruplet just to check on my to do list I got money I got shooters I got swagga I got hoes I got work and I got bricks and break em down and I got o's On my J z n***a I got those 100 pair that I don't wear Shawty say she got a man What? and I'm like I don't care b**h look at this audemar Ho look at these clothes I wear Look at this whip I drive, G5 up in da air All this money I get damn y'all n***as ain't even there All this b**hes I f** y'all n***as can't compare Black whip, I'm wit'a bad b**h With a black glick and it's plastic (Glock!) See y'all n***as been talking mad sh** And till we catch u stretch u like u elastic [Hook x2] [Verse 2: Jadakiss] Daytona she want me to bone her Damn all I bought her was a shot and a corona Smoking on that good you know the aroma I guarantee if you don't die it leave you in a coma n***as hate they home I fall I get the love across the board I got pills in west Virginia I got dope in Baltimore NYC I'm heavy here I got b**hes everywhere You know you can count on me to drop an anthem every year I'm in the hood I'm in the trap I can hustle I can rap Be in barney's, be in bloomies, be in neiman's be in sakks We be working with them hawks We be playin with them gats Put my young boys on the strip We been playin with the packs Never that, bring that cheddar back If not hear the baretta clap Your fault you shoulda measured that Bad white b**h guess where I met her at.. [Hook x2] [Verse 3: Young Joc] Real bout sh** kick back wit my feet up All day I dream about stacks adidas My double cup runneth over And I ain't talkin' lean, Forgiatos rollin' I'm thinking on a bean Everything exotic, I ball with Resilience The whip the italian my b**h she Brazilian Cut color clarity ice game is brilliant Ferrari move rocking no floors no ceiling Oops my bad I sh** it on the ho Check got..spit it on the low I know dat was disgusting but the watch'll make you sick Cuz the perpetual moving roley don't tick All black everything call me darth vade Got an old black bulldog I make it bark hater I f*ck with real n***as every side of the equator Form yonkers to decatur salute my n***a jada [Hook x2]