Jada Pinkett - Duwap Kaine

Big AR just coming in clutch

Hang with my niggas, you know it’s a bunch of us

You did your bitch ass so I fucked up her butt

In the hood so get

Riding around with a Honey Bun

They been fucking with me, yeah, since «under the sun»

Brand new chain, brand new gun

You better not lie 'cause you my son

Smoking gingerbread,

I need me a bitch, she gotta be the one

Big AR, shooting at everyone

I do not give two fucks about shit

stop at the light pissed off

Don’t ask me, I know I’m the shit

That’s your bitch so she doing the

It’s my bitch my drop top

With my gang, man, I’m having my own mob

Twelve cars in the driveway with no job

Bitches be hitting me up like I know y’all

Shoot the pussy lil' bitch, no balls

Touching your bitch ass and it’s so soft

Ricky Owens sitting right by the wall

Ain’t rocking no Vans off the wall

I bring them racks in

Rocking high fashion

You gotta clock in

If you work for a nigga, that’s madness

Put my diamonds on, watch them piss in the stall

Don’t nobody be checking on me so I don’t care about y’all

Ball on a nigga, I ball harder than John Wall

Call one of my shooters up, I think it’s Chris Paul

In LA like Law &Order and my bitch Regina Hall

We ain’t talking 'bout Spice 1 but we tryna kill 'em all, damn

I’m growing up, nineteen years of age

I got my pistol in the fucking backstage

Show me something that’ll actually have me amazed

My pistol on me, nigga, like I’m Johnny Cage

My bitch from Ohio, Doris Day

Why this bitch keep on acting, man, she sound like Jennifer Day

Just give my niggas a GRAMMY, man, how they slang that K

Have a junkie try some shit like the shit was train today

I’m high as fuck, man, I ain’t even blinking

I was locked up, I was cold but they gave me a blanket

And I need a bad ass bitch Jada Pinkett

On a high speed chase, doing the dash, I wasn’t thinking at all