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Jeezy – Plug On Em Lyrics

Jeezy Plug On Em Lyrics

Oh what a feelin with the stars in the ceilin smokin Cubans in the lobby cause you own the whole building
All the hate and the envy got these n***** in they feelins, they wishing you was dead but you just made a killing
Close my eyes and proceed to manifest
Dieme bullet proof louis V vest, what I studied in the streets so I knowin it’s a test
Back when I was chicken flipping, 12 bands for a breast 900 for a wing, 3 bands for the thighs
Take it out the pot same color as the fries
Still havin motin, why yall acting so surprised
Same job same work, why yall acting so deprived
Get my money, mind my business im just tryna catch a vibe
9th inning , Bases loaded, yall gone make a n**** slide
Undisclose location I don’t really do it live, yall be doin to much, that aint how you stay alive
They say I fell what, they can go ahead and stop it, just like this 100 grand, im always in pocket
Use to sell em in the wrap but double it when you rock it
But keep that stick witcha In case them n***** outta pocket
I sat alone an prayed so many nights white seats white rolls I played so many nights
Hopped out with that new AP, turn off the lights mister own half of my city, my future bright
Aint shit changed from blocks to flipping buildings, just know I put em all in my trust that’s for my children
Them pussies throwing so many stones, could build a building but fuck them n***** proving em wrong is im skilled in
Picture this ya boy at the stove look like im fishing, tryna get an extra 9 out them Os , that’s what Im wishing
The irony of white squares in the attic nowadays white face no stones in the patek , come onn

Gotta fetish for them rubber bands
Sanitizer you know the dirty money in my hands
And all my blues got blood on em
And the bottles of the Yak I got a plug on em

Boss shit that’s what I do you know I talk back
Right hands tied I start whipping with the left
Life sentence you know im balling to the death
Only thing I haven’t made a mill off was meth

That phantom ride better when you beatin all the odds
That liquor taste taste better when you beatin all the frauds
Got dealt a bad hand but you still play your cards
That’s when you really real when you really live your bars
And yea that’s on God &the rest is on me
You really got it out the mud yea that’s when you know that shit P
Don’t cost shit to hate that’s how you know that shit free
Black trucks back to back that’s how you know that shit me

Gotta fetish for them rubber bands
Sanitizer you know the dirty money in my hands
And all my blues got blood on em
And the bottles of the Yak I got a plug on em

Boss shit that’s what I do you know I talk back
Right hands tied I start whipping with the left
Life sentence you know im balling to the death
Only thing I haven’t made a mill off was meth