8ball & Mjg - Polo Fresh Js lyrics

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8ball & Mjg - Polo Fresh Js lyrics

(Intro) DJ Scream, Hood Rich MMG DJ Frank White 8Ball Premro 2 n***a Hood Rich (Verse) Heaven-sent, heavy gas, you could smell the scent 100% real n***a like you pulled the ghet I give you my all every time like this might be my last These n***as that act like they don’t see me should be kissin my a** Verification of my status, letters and love I receive Inspiration for my music come from all I see You know this world that we live full of b**hes and ballers Well I’m considered a f**in cla**ic like a drop Impala Smiling faces, haters wanna be tradin places Transcripts on how I pimp b**hes in outer spaces Surface and give purpose to the worthless What used to have to be earned can easily be purchased (Interlude) I’m turnt up solo in my spaceship Polo and fresh J’s, Polo and fresh J’s I’m turnt up solo in my spaceship Polo and fresh J’s, Polo and fresh J’s (Verse) Let me get it one time and this real n***a sh** I’mma let it be known Roll up numb but the best sh**, most of the time when you see me I’m blown I come from Orange Mountain man, 10 Bluff City My flow is so unique, it can’t nobody f** with it Virgin p**y, aka my sh** is tight Sonic forecast, aka my future bright Please don’t show your a**, my shooters will shoot you right n***as mad cuz they b**h s** dick like hookah pipes Them b**hes mad cuz I never let em spend the night Send em home, bout to crash off that purple Sprite My b**h mad I ain’t pick up, now she wanna fight Polo and fresh J’s, on the gas, out of sight (Hook) Polo and Polo and Polo and fresh J’s Polo and fresh J’s Polo and fresh J’s On the gas, out of sight (Verse) Yea, they told me haters, they just hate for nothing Keep that .45 am b**h, they think I’m bluffin Yea, they told me haters, they just hate for nothing Keep that .45 am b**h, they think I’m bluffin I got that yolk right here on the seat Pull in poppin major stopping, n***a heartbeat Ileg connections, I be places you don’t look for stars Marijuana that come in jars, shoot me straight to Mars Planet hoppin, gangsta rappin Never look but seen the always fine action Fatal attraction, can happen while the weed burn Some n***a old lady talkin bout it’s my turn She on that synthetic, that ain’t really my concern She say that instant sh** doesn’t make her nose burn Roll up another, bout to take a flight Polo and fresh J’s, on the gas, out of sight (Hook) Polo and Polo and fresh J’s Polo and Polo and fresh J’s On the gas, out of sight Polo and Polo and fresh J’s Polo and Polo and fresh J’s On the gas, out of sight Polo and Polo and fresh J’s Polo and fresh J’s Polo and Polo and fresh J’s On the gas, out of sight Polo and Polo and fresh J’s Polo and fresh J’s Polo and Polo and fresh J’s On the gas, out of sight Polo and Polo and fresh J’s Polo and fresh J’s Polo and Polo and fresh J’s On the gas, out of sight