She Got Some Magical Jaws Lyrics By Quin NFN. She got some magical jaws, yeah Yeah, ayy, if you run up on me, get a toe-tag b , you know I ain’t totin’ no pro mag.
She Got Some Magical Jaws Lyrics
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Yeah, yeah, yeah, ayy (Winners Circle)
[Verse 1: NLE Choppa]
Extended the clips in all of my guns, I could go to war with ISIS, yeah
Keep the strap up on my hip, they say lil’ Choppa dykin’
Hit it from the back one time, I ain’t doin’ no f ‘ wifin’ (Yeah, ayy)
He sayin’ that I’m lyin’ every time that I’m rappin
I’m knockin’ his top since he think I’m cappin’
Put him on the news, we bringin’ the static
Handguns and them automatics
[Verse 2: Quin NFN]
Chasin’ that guala, b , I gotta have it
Up with the pole, get stretched, elastic
These n fake, I see through ’em like plastic
Lil’ bro in the field doin’ drills like Madden
If a f n play, we gon’ f it up
Got my strap in the seat, told ’em buckle up
I ain’t gotta use heat, we could knuckle up
Take a trip for a week, you gon’ f or what?
[Verse 3: NLE Choppa]
Ayy, b
Ayy, you gon’ f or nah?
I told her drop her drawers
And she was gaggin’ on the d , her tongue was on my balls
She got some magical jaws, yeah
Yeah, ayy, if you run up on me, get a toe-tag
b , you know I ain’t totin’ no pro mag
Them hollow tips gonna split right through his b as
I’m leavin’ n layin’ in a f ‘ sb
[Verse 4: Quin NFN]
They say, “Why you rappin’ bout hoes and s?”
‘Cause I got a whole lotta hoes and s
I’m the one buyin’ her clothes and s
VVS on my neck and they froze and s
Hit her one time and she actin’ out
Red beam on my strap like I’m backin’ out
And I fold lotta bows when I’m packin’ out
Smoke a whole lotta dope, I ain’t flashin’ out
[Verse 5: NLE Choppa]
My chopper, it kick like a kangaroo
When it hit him, it knock him right out his shoe
[Chorus: NLE Choppa & Quin NFN]
I might wet him like a swimmin’ pool
Or just like some f ‘ lube
I’m f up in the head, I might just pull up and shoot up the school
Mechanical Choppa because I’m ridin’ with a lot of tools
This n tried to rob me, so you know I had to Drac’ the dude
Heard they tryna be me, but it’s not easy
Hold on, it’s not easy
I be blessin’ the mic, but I’m not sneezin’
Quick to get on a b like I’m Y-Beezy
The car got no ceilin’, I’m not Weezy
If I said it, I said it, and I mean it
Lotta green in my pocket, I’m not vegan
Got a whole lotta music, I’m not leakin’
[Verse 5: NLE Choppa]
Ayy, what the f a n wanna do?
I got ’bout four, five choppers while I’m ridin’ in my coupe
Ayy, b , I came a long way from the ramen noodle soup
Now a n need a toothpick ’cause there’s steak stuck in my tooth (Yeah)
How many guns I got? A lot
And b , we trappin’ spot to spot
And you would think this s was gumbo, but it’s dope up in this pot
And b , my pockets is on swole, and it’s lookin’ like a knot
Top shotta in this b , n, you a bombaclot, ayy (Gang, gang)
[Verse 6: Quin NFN]
She want a bag and I got a bag
But she don’t get nothin’
Ayy, got a whole lotta cash
And I’m livin’ too fast, mama couldn’t do nothin’
Ayy, spend guala in public
All my n, they do what I do like puppet
Ayy, catch a thot, she blushin’
In the ‘yo with a pole on, bro, I’m clutchin’, yeah
[Chorus: NLE Choppa & Quin NFN]
I might wet him like a swimmin’ pool
Or just like some f’ lube
I’m f up in the head, I might just pull up and shoot up the school
Mechanical Choppa because I’m ridin’ with a lot of tools
This n tried to rob me, so you know I had to Drac’ the dude
Heard they tryna be me, but it’s not easy
Hold on, it’s not easy
I be blessin’ the mic, but I’m not sneezin’
Quick to get on a b like I’m Y-Beezy
The car got no ceilin’, I’m not Weezy
If I said it, I said it, and I mean it
Lotta green in my pocket, I’m not vegan
Got a whole lotta music, I’m not leakin
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