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Just Sayin Cuz - Yamine
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Just Sayin Cuz Yamine

Just Sayin Cuz - Yamine
(Intro)
Yeah wassup dawg, workout tune uh yeah. I’m just saying bro, Lot of stuff I’m talking and have confessions to make Ya’ll ain’t gon’ like this one

(Verse 1)
I make it rain my car came with an umbrella
All I got is paydays posted up and down my schedule
Keep me beggin’ till I faint
I don’t know what else to tell her
Handcuff a chick never
She ain’t mad I just met her
Backstage like a penthouse
My crib your dream house
Heard he got that sack I sent them goons to get you cleaned out
OG still ballin, shows across the water
Don’t understand they language but I understand them dollars
I got that new magic flow, you ain’t heard that’s that killer
Bout to kill the club, Frank Lucas Chinchilla
Sippin’ on that activist
Crack a seal pour it up
Bandz a make her dance stripper pole on my tour bus
Roommate so priceless
On part like an ice-pick
More money in my future, I don’t need no psychic
Still in the game winning, homie I ain’t complaining
Roll me up a fatty let it burn Usher Raymond
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