Pressed Lyrics – Big Jade
Singer: Big Jade
Title: Pressed
(Why yo’ face so ugly?)
Yo’ man check this motherf#cking sh#t out
A lot of yall hoes be talkin’ that sh#t (stand up)
Yall hoes be actin’ like you on that rara sh#t
But when I see you hoes in person, I don’t get the same muf#ckin’ energy (stand up)
It’s like you hoes won’t stand up for what yall muf#ckin’ said (stand up)
Yeah I wanna’ go, I’m just like that
I’m built like that, man these hoes got me f#cked up stand up b#tch (stand up)
If you don’t like what I’m saying b#tch here
Swing when you see me we can throw them hands b#tch (stand up)
If you don’t know this, b#tch I don’t give a sh#t
If I said it then a meant it, and what stupid b#tch?(stand up)
Call my ratchet b#tches up, make it hard for b#tches to stand up (stand up)
Tell ‘em hoes this aint what you want to do
But if it is, then its up
Bust a motherf#ckin’ move, ayy ayy ayy (stand up)
Shawty you better check that
Disrespect I’m gon’ check that (ayy)
Anywhere I’m chillin’ I promise that’s where the check at ( where the check at)
Yo’ mouth writin’ checks that yo’ #ss can’t cash( ayy)
If I step up out my character I gotta beat yo’ #ss
I got a friend for a friend, (hol up) and a cousin on yo’ #ss (hol up)
I got a momma for a momma, and my daughter whoopin’ #ss
I ain’t looking for no problems but im waitin’(ayy)
I’m knowing that they hating, man these b#tches they be basic
I’m only five two but I be groove
When I hit the scene n***as choosin’
Ain’t do it in no Gucci
Streetwear but I’m still gucci
Slim, #ss fat and I’ m still choosy (aye)
You hatin’ cuz’ you loosin’ and yo’ n***a love me (aye)
Chill out b#tch you stupid (aye aye aye) (stand up)
If you don’t like what I’m saying b#tch here
Swing when you see me we can throw them hands b#tch (stand up)
If you don’t know this, b#tch I don’t give a sh#t
If I said it then a meant it, and what stupid b#tch?(stand up)
Call my ratchet b#tches up, make it hard for b#tches to stand up (stand up)
Tell ‘em hoes this aint what you want to do
But if it is, then its up
Bust a motherf#ckin’ move (aye) (stand up)
I like a b#tch that I could sick on a hoe
And she might talk like she sweet but she a pit on the low
Had a fight by the store and she was fixing a hoe
And she get real disrespectful, she might spit on a hoe
This a real hood b#tch she ain’t got nothing to prove
Any type of game played she gon’ go with her mood
If some shots let off then she might know what to do
She was the type to eat hot chips up in the morning at school
She f#ck wit’ me cuz’ I’m a top shotta
Like pop the top, and sh#t if not I’m paying top dollar
And if it’s up you know it’s stuck like a popped collar
I’m getting top outta, jaws like a rottweiler
If you don’t like what I’m saying b#tch here
Swing when you see me we can throw them hands b#tch (stand up)
If you don’t know this, b#tch I don’t give a sh#t
If I said it then a meant it, and what stupid b#tch?(stand up)
Call my ratchet b#tches up, make it hard for b#tches to stand up (stand up)
Tell ‘em hoes this aint what you want to do
But if it is, then its up
Bust a motherf#ckin’ move (stand up)
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