JIHAD JOE Lyrics
[Intro]
You think you know me
What, what, what, what, what, uh
[Verse 1]
Every time I get the stickin’ and I come around with that
Kimber, I’m wearin’ a mask
These hoes still in their BJ phase, they comin’ up short
on piece of cash
I cannot take all these dick riders, my bitch addicted to
hatin’ and kissin’ my ass
Yeah bitch, you know I’m too much of a narcissist
Fuck up my reputation for a bag
I can sniff out you proximity bitches, I can’t be
responsible, I’m not your dad
Up in the mornin’, I’m cleanin’ my babies, I’m switchin’
that bitch, I make sure it don’t jam
You niggas know that I’m done with the sickness
Look I fuckin’ quit this, fuckin’ up, bam!
Mask got a nigga like I’m [?]
I want your lips, she gave me sex
Kimber, Delta, Keltec, Draco, these are a few of my favorite brands
I’m slimmin’ shady but I’m not a stan
Tracy McGrady, I jab with my hand
Nigga, you not Peter Pan
Talkin’ that shit ’cause you know I’m the one with the beats,
the money, the drugs and the land
Godzilla and Kong with that mic in my hand
Jihad Joe, while I’m kickin’ that dough, better hit my line,
the bombs don’t land (Biatch)
[Verse 2]
Back in New York, back in the fort, I’m back with the band
Jump out the house, jump out the porch with the 30 in hand
Sue me for libel, I bet you I’m libel, better say it again
When I come around, they be quiet, I leave, they be talkin’ again
Fuck y’all hoes, I know I ain’t shit, I’d rather get banned
If I’m in the club then I’m grippin’ my 30, I don’t wanna dance
Bitch woke up early to hate don’t even do this for your man
Paying the price for the fame, I’ll never be normal again
I’m so terminally online, goddamn, I gotta check myself
I’m so terminally online, goddamn, I don’t respect myself