I said it must be cause a nigga got dough Extraordinary swag and a mouth full of gold Hoes at my shows they be stripping off they clothes And them college girls write a nigga name on they toes Niggas talk shit 'til they get lockjaw Chrome to ya dome 'til

My nigga locked up with a smartphone I'm tryna drop some babies in her jawbone That's some street shit, we got next, bitch Bought a necklace just to flex, bitch If Puerto Rico wasn't gone he would be right here with me If True wasn't gone he would be

You my babe I got my eyes on you I like the way you switch You got dimples in your jaw Well, I see you every day I love the way you walk I'm crazy 'bout your walk If you need to look

It be hard to understand me 'cause my jaw keep lockin' Bite down, bite down It be hard to watch the cash when the bands keep droppin' Got the big 40 on me so my pants keep fallin' I ain't even tryna talk 'cause my jaw keep lockin' She ain't tryna be a

Deadly as the viper Peering from its coil The poison there is coming to the boil Ticking like a time bomb The fuse is running short on the verge of snapping if it's caught And all the pressure that's been building up For all the years it bore the load

Regálame un poco de azúcar Caramelo duro, deja que te vuelva loca Muy limpio que puro, no te dejaré sola Running through your candy lane Muy limpio que puro, no te dejaré sola Azúcar, sudo Sí, tiene buen gusto Jawbreaker to my demise (oh la la la la la)

Rolling over Falling into jaws Teeth that chatter It distracts them all The Fiji mermaid She will let it know Time is coming to feed and know Myth or legend Nymph tale washed ashore

I want to ride my bicycle Bicycle, bicycle, bicycle I want to ride my bike I want to ride my bicycle, bicycle, bicycle I want to ride it where I like You say black, I say white You say bark, I say bite You say shark, I say hey man Jaws was never my scene

Girls going wild in the water (wild) Girls going wild in the water (splash) Cooking up a jawn like pasta (cook it) All these broke niggas need a BAFTA (BAFTA) You ain't in the field, you're an actor (nah) Cooking up a jawn like pasta (chef it) Made a

You can't ride in my little red wagon The front seat's broken and the axel's dragin' You know it ain't my fault when I'm walkin' jaws droppin' like And my Tony Lomas Ooh, ah, ooh, ah So guess what? No you can't step to this backyard swagger You only love