Shawn Chrystopher - Jaded Lyrics

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Shawn Chrystopher – Jaded Lyrics

Ain’t nobody left here with us?
Eighty forty
Huh
Huh

CHORUS:
Bruh, I be spillin’ champagne all on my forces, ah
I’m so faded, I just had to know where Oprah and Tim Bobrah walk so jaded
You tell me what that shit look like, cause to me look like I made it
You take home whatever’s left and I leave early with your favorite

Niggas ain’t fuckin’ around
None of my cru fuck around?
None of my cru from around
Nigga got payed cash, it’s a strick 16
And if fuck with these hoes they be down here
Be down at the waffle house and might pull a rug
Feelin’ like I’m in the goddamn thing above me
With a white bitch you ain’t got, no black friends
But swear to God she luv me
That’s what happens when a nigga get money
Bitches with beauty who skin deep
I sell out shows and I move the crowd
Like I know neva thinkin’ they could switch seats
My skin feelin’ for this six piece
Hot ? for some season fries
Got a new contract on the in-between
When you deal with snakes, don’t even read the lines
I
What the fuck did you think I be sayn?
All of these beats and all of these rides
The fuck you be think I be playn?
All of these bands, nigga got all of these bands
My bacon colored like Coachella
Nigga

CHORUS:
Bruh, I be spillin’ champagne all on my forces, ah
I’m so faded, I just had to know where Oprah and Tim Bobrah walk so jaded
You tell me what that shit look like, cause to me look like I made it
You take home whatever’s left and I leave early with your favorite

Niggas ain’t fuckin’ around
None of my cru fuck around?
Betta be watchin’ yo mouth
I come in yo house, sit and have speak with yo spouse(?)
Make sure I nutter your couch
We did it befo’, prolly while you was at work
Hearin’ this shit prolly hurt
You bump on my shit, now wanna fuck on yo bitch
Teachin’ that kitty the trick

Mane, I’m back in the game, let a nigga press restart
Otha bitch can’t fuck wit me let a nigga beat off
My ass so clean, make a nigga wanna eat up
Got a plug on the net, you show how a nigga beat off
I show up so wasted, so money’s none of my business
And pussy cat go run nigga
But a real dog don’t chase shit

CHORUS:
Bruh, I be spillin’ champagne all on my forces, ah
I’m so faded, I just had to know where Oprah and Tim Bobrah walk so jaded
You tell me what that shit look like, cause to me look like I made it
You take home whatever’s left and I leave early with your favorite

[Lyrics to Jaded by Shawn Chrystopher]

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