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Jus Wanna

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Kevin Gates - Jus Wanna Lyrics


Excuse me, you're not a plugSo I why are we speaking for?Excuse me, you're not a plugSo I why are we speaking for?Excuse me, you're not a plugSo I why are we speaking for?Excuse me, you're not a plugSo I why are we speaking for?How you get all that in a pair of jeans?Girl you some action I've never seenGirl you some action I've never seenHow you get all that in a pair of jeans?And I just wanna take you home and lay you downAnd I just wanna take you home and lay you downAnd I used to deal with your padre, a long time agoSince then I moved on, but I still deal dopeTakin' trips out to Bogota, I used to catch hard salesI was in love with your madre comidaNow I got my own cartelCame from Puerto Rico, move to New OrleansSouth Baton Rouge, sellin' cocaineDon't you feel the love in the air?(You can smell the drugs in the air?)When you come to ColombiaWhen you come to ColombiaGirl you some...Girl you some action I've never seenBae you a brick of that mary janeDon't you feel the love in the air?In the airYou can smell the drugs in the airIn the airWhen you come to ColombiaI am not a king nor a donI am something way far beyondAt night I make solander to starsI be singin' praise to AllahI be up all nightWe were children when we first metPlaying in poppy fieldsRunning through herionDidn't even know what it isHelping papi crush the coca leavesThat was way before machinesUsed to love visiting the villaMaking noise praying no one hear usGoddamn i dont wanna leaveDamn i dont wanna leave.You [?]And I gotta ship the pericoDinero in NorteaméricaAnd I gotta get it back overseasAnd I gotta get it back overseasDinero in NorteaméricaAnd I gotta get it back overseasHow you get all that in a pair of jeans?Girl you some action I've never seenGirl you some action I've never seenHow you get all that in a pair of jeans?And I just wanna take you home and lay you downAnd I just wanna take you home and lay you downAnd I used to deal with your padre, a long time agoSince then I moved on, but I still deal dopeTakin' trips out to Bogota, I used to catch hard salesI was in love with your madre comidaNow I got my own cartelRun it up, bein' broke a bad dreamFast car with the NASCAR seatsJaguar with the all black feetZ06 spillin' Act on meHit the mall, I run out of shit to buyBall, got a lot of shit that I supplyLick mine then you know I gotta rideBitch that I'm with, she won't even visitI ain't even trippin', fuck her, she can dieDyin' inside, thinkin' homicideBye, cold world I hate to be aliveLetters, I am contemplatin' suicideSay I'm keepin' this between you and IWanna make love, she ain't got the timeAlways in her feelings, blamin' it on businessI just got a mistress, fuck her intuitionI want you to know I'm lovin' somethin' elseI want you to know I'm lovin' someone elseI want you to know I'm fuckin' in your bedI hope what I wrote be fuckin' with your headYou should have tried to hold on to me(Dont ever let me go)You should have tried to hold on to me(Dont ever let me go)You gon' miss me one dayYou gon' miss me one dayYou gon' miss me one dayYou gon' miss me one dayYou should have tried to hold on to meYou should have tried to hold on to me

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