Asaad (Saudi Money) – Paradise Jungle Lyrics

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Welcome to the Jungle
Welcome to the jungle, well
This that shit bruh bruh now run this back don't fumble well
Or I'll Mike Vick this shit, Mike Vick his shit, sick as hell
That new black crack I got respect now like that Liberty Bell
I'm so important I make Philadelphia look good
Man they should make a mural for a young nigga in my goddamn hood
That read my twitter jokes and real nigga quotes
The realest shit you ever heard, naw dog some shit I just wrote
Y'all be fukin basic bitches, my imported bitches be sniffing coke
Shouts out my niggas fukin rich hoes for a winter coat
Now back to that coke
If it ain't that Columbian, it's Peruvian
I got that how to make it in America… Luis Guzamn
That's been stepped on by a bad bitch, with pretty toes in expensive heels
Real niggas rock Polo to bed, ill bitches rock Chanel
Hard as nails, hard as steel
Hard as Styles lets be forreal
Snake all in her lady garden
She fertile Mertile that's how nature feels
Keep it Assad, keep it trill
Keep it one hunnid, nah make it a mill
I'm unsigned got what you make with a deal
& we ain;t asking for shit we takin it, ill
Goin in for the win
Goin in for the kill goin in for kids
Gone for real
Off in the night, off in the field
You serious nigga? I'm fukin for real
Bossed up, nigga go to the store
I'm goin in and I'm goin for more
Bad to the bone, hard to the core
I strive off my hunger for more
I'm so ecstatic, feel the nostalgia
And every download of this track donates
A grain of rice to Somalia
Fuck what you heard and what you believe
Ain't no nigga recession free
Bet a job, nigga bet a degree
Ain't no rapper telling me I can get money
I'm so ecstatic no ecstasy
Don't mention kinda in the same breath as me
Cause I'm that nigga, definitely
New black electricity
My stuck up chick made it seem like summer would last forever to me
And name a nigga besides Kendrick Lamar
That you know that rap better than me

Indubitably, inevitably
Anyone else is irrelevantee
Y'all feel my style, evidently
New black magic y'all better believe
Fukin muggle scum they so fukin dumb
I'm fukin the game, here I fukin cum
I said let's fuk five times before the day is done
Cliche hard dick and bubble gum
My cucumber so cumbersome
And my pants swag fuck a cummerbund
Young black wild and troublesome
Gold teeth gold chain

Doing my motherfukin thang
Oh you ain't heard
Say what? say word? word
The bird is the word
A nigga got a long dick with a curve
That's all you deserve go and spread the word to ya mom and her fuk'n friends
I'd fuk a 6 but it all depends
But once I cum we ain't fuk'n again
Fuk for fun a disgusting sin
We just fuk'd bitch we ain't fuk'n friends
Empty bottles of Kaws Hen
Martinelli's apple juice and gin
Gotta get it got to win
Here comes the sun here we go again
I'm turned up she turned out
60 bars in and I ain't burned out
I killed this shit, fuck y'all want now?
DMC, paradise jungle
Every young nigga rock fronts now
Ugh

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