J. Beale - I Tell Em lyrics

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J. Beale - I Tell Em lyrics

Baby once you realize I'm just a different kind So I'ma keep it civilized Just sit right till I'm right while I drive Hey look at me Baby this is how it's supposed to be Lol just check this OMG, windows closed Wrapping smoking wipping slow Inside it tryin' to play cool 'Cause she hit I finna blow it Hold on Girl you gotta know I like to f** all the time You f**ed us for sure What you told 'em about sponsored links Get up on this grind with a n***a Ever since I got the ATL These hoes been at my zipper fool Hook: I tell 'em (x4) You got it (x4) I tell 'em (x4) You droppin' (x4) You drop it down to the floor Down we go You drop it down to the floor Down we go I fell in love with a stripper Then I fell right out of it I'm a real n***a And your crew is kind of fake Bustin', I'll be bustin', I'll be bustin', I'll be bustin' Be your girl so wet, call me! Mister make them drill A VA n***a, for a VA hoe Then she say liquor, and I say no Can't stop this pimpin' can't stop this flow Got lots of women and got lots of dough So show me what's so I'm tryin to f**, look Ain't too much to ask girl And I ain't with the begging If you let me I'ma beat it Like a convicted felon Hook: I tell 'em (x4) You got it (x4) I tell 'em (x4) You droppin' (x4) You drop it down to the floor Down we go You drop it down to the floor Down we go Okay I'm with the magic city Fell in love with every b**h in it You say my stroke blowin up I say b**h I'm just getting it Took me to the hotel then she made my whole dick disappear Don't want me to leave and ask me why I'm just not living here Because I'm on the road doing shows I f** a lot of hoes Riding every cuff and just f** me something that I don't know J Beale saw me get 'em watch I get 'em dough Stuntin' since I was young and since I've been born I feel I've been known Flexin, ever since I hit the A bring out the K If you were saying last year that's your mistake Don't leave your b**h around me 'cause I'ma say SOS Hyper S, tell a bunch of lies like I'ma wife her a** Like I ain't really with that day I'm too busy caking Now go back see your man I think that n***a waiting It's time for a new b**h, drop the sheets off Mitro and J Beezle already know Hook: I tell 'em (x4) You got it (x4) I tell 'em (x4) You droppin' (x4) You drop it down to the floor Down we go You drop it down to the floor Down we go