J's Songtext
von Alabama Nick

J′s at my door
J's on my feet
Got em lining up
Down the street
For bout a week
J′s J's J's J′s J′s J's J′s J's

J′s at my door
J's on my feet
Got em lining up
Down the street
For bout a week
J′s J's J's J′s J′s J's J′s J's


I aint gotta touch the dope
I be middle mannin′
Boy it's levels to this shit
That shit come from planning
Running plays thru the days
Just to get paid
I′m a hustla nigga
And It ain't no other way
Nigga I be bout my business
Like I'm Gary V
I left my side bitch alone
She takin′ bout marry me
I got a shooter that′ll take the charge
El Debarge
Don't let em fool ya
I keep guns on me
Like a Sarge
Magic city got them one′s on me
Like I'm Nelly
Been working working out
A lil bit more
I′m trying to lose my belly
I got a hunnid pairs of J's
In the shoe box
Got a 30 round clip
In my new glock
Flipping bricks
Toting them sticks
I′m on yo block
Watch yo energy my boy
Cause you make me nervous
They be quick to turn state
That's that Fed service
Came runnin' out the gate straight
No swervin′

J′s at my door
J's on my feet
Got em lining up
Down the street
For bout a week
J′s J's J′s J's J′s J's J's J′s

J′s at my door
J's on my feet
Got em lining up
Down the street
For bout a week
J′s J's J′s J's J′s J's J's J′s

J′s at my door
J's on my feet
Got em lining up
Down the street
For bout a week


J′s at my door
J's on my feet
Got em lining up
Down the street
For bout a week

J′s at my door
J's on my feet
Got em lining up
Down the street
For bout a week
J′s J's J's J′s J′s J's J′s J's

J′s at my door
J's on my feet
Got em lining up
Down the street
For bout a week
J′s J's J's J′s J′s J's J′s J's