JayDee - JackDaniels

Duration

4:30

Genres

Alternative Hip-Hop

Description

Lyrics

Shout out to JayDee and the ladies And all the ones who left they babies (At home) Crushin on me like maybe or not Got a girl so I can’t get caught But this one has her eyes bullseyed on the dot That’s me, Big D, ooh wee, she The baddest chica at the party She ask “who those white boys? They smell like pot their eyes are bloodshot but they rhymes so hot” Oh girl, that’s DuFRESH and The Thought Please proceed to roll up they weed And give ‘em what they need, BJ’s n shit N down a bottle of that JD quick JackDaniels for those who can’t read Young DuFRESH, that’s me, Young pothead alkee Got both these girls undressed, And never smoking stress Cause we on the West, LA do or die All we do is get bitches, and get high To live and die in LA, Every single day Burning champagne N downin the finest Mary Jane Say hey to the City, kid, talk more to the cutie Roll up some doobies, filters cause I don’t want no Scoobies Pass me the ashtray, make me an urban Manhattan Real old fashion, while she pour my life away I awake Baptized in the weed, whiskey And the haughtier, naughtier women Watery for the lottery winners These tax-receipt spinner go on they drinkin benders With big-time spenders And then comes the Splenda™ JD the realest, fuck the pretenders JD, JD Danny Dufresne, Jack Mabie JD, JD Call us DuFRESH and The Thought, baby JD, JD Dilla got us steady vibin on the track JD, JD Bring it to you, y’know we ain’t whack JD, JD Blowin swishers, daily getting hazy JD, JD Danny Dufresne n Jack Mabie JD, JD JD, JD JD, JD Ay, yo, holla, The Thought tryn’a make a dollar Repping JD and JD all to make the ladies holla Shock collar on the rhyme design Smoking pine, fuck lines, just in it cause she fine And I wanna get a little whine and dine On her vagine after half a box of wine Write my rhymes in turpentine, all the time Bitches mine, riches mine too once I’m signed So hit me up, corporate America, where you at? I’m just chillin in the city where the blunts is fat Lost Angels wander the Los Angeles wonder Best place to be anywhere but down under JD, JD Danny Dufresne, Jack Mabie JD, JD Call us DuFRESH and The Thought, baby JD, JD Dilla got us steady vibin on the track JD, JD Bring it to you, y’know we ain’t whack JD, JD Blowin swishers, daily getting hazy JD, JD Danny Dufresne n Jack Mabie JD, JD JD, JD JD, JD Down under Her panties that is, her panties? That thizz Her panties? That Ritz, but you know we gonna dine n ditch Love a bitch or two in a given night? Aight Only if my wings of bongs and blunts have taken flight JackDaniels, motherfucks say it calm but we also hype And we oh-so-tight, damn right ready for the limelight Song’s about to end, so I gotta say goodnight This that lyrical edible, go ahead, take a bite JD, JD Danny Dufresne, Jack Mabie JD, JD Call us DuFRESH and The Thought, baby JD, JD Blowin swishers, daily getting hazy JD, JD Danny Dufresne n Jack Mabie