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J.I the Prince of N.Y - It's Officially Done lyrics

Artist: J.I the Prince of N.Y

album: One Way Or Another


She blowin' up my phone sayin' it's over now
She movin' like she found somebody else to hold her down
I keep a Rollie on my wrist like I don't know the time
My back is what the fuck they tryna go behind
So I'm shittin' on these bitches if they stall on me
And then they go takin' months to put it all on me
I extend my hands to let you fall on me
With that slick shit you be pullin' they gon' fall with me, oh no
(On me, on me, on me, on me
On me, on me, on me)
(And I remember when I used to let you put it on me)
What is this? Numbers in ya pocket
I remember when you used to give me sloppy-toppy
That's your nickname girl 'cause your tongue game off the chain (yeah)
And by the way, she used to swallow it
Before you last a day inside these kicks, you gotta polish 'em
I could make you wet, but I can't make no promises
40,000 dollars on my wrist to see what time it is
When you was fucked up, who you called on?
When you slipped up, who you fall on?
On me, on me, on me, on me, on me (yeah)
The hatred is premeditated
And it comes from familiar faces
And I don't wanna go there
But there is where I gotta fuckin' take it (let me talk my)
These niggas I be sellin' 'em
Don't know where they comin' from
Who the fuck is you? Not somebody I was runnin' from
A crazy ass little motherfucker, yeah I'm one of 'em
Real niggas on your block, I can't name one of 'em
So I'm shittin' on these bitches if they stall on me
And then they go takin' months to put it all on me
I extend my hands to let you fall on me
With that slick shit you be pullin' they gon' fall with me, oh no
(On me, on me, on me, on me
On me, on me, on me)
(And I remember when I used to let you put it on me)
Talk to me nasty shawty, I heard you the dirtiest
Give a fuck about that peace when we disturbin' it
I make her give up what I want like it's a burglary
Might fuck around, put a price tag on that pussy then purchase it
I'll fuck around and put a tracker up on your hog 'cause you might vanish on me
'Cause every time I give my trust all, they just advantage of me
I think it's time for isolation since they plannin' on me
Since thick thighs save lives, you should come and plant 'em on me, ohh
And the only way I'm tryna move is love
So let me creep up from behind and snatch your soul
And I'm living my best life, don't ask about my sex life
Just go and get the wet wipes 'cause girl you gotta go
And I don't go outside unless the sun don't shine
Shoulda known Diane was dirty 'cause that son ain't mine
Before I even talk, I let my gun say lines
I'm fully loaded now, it's best to say it's over now
So I'm shittin' on these bitches if they stall on me
And then they go takin' months to put it all on me
I extend my hands to let you fall on me
With that slick shit you be pullin' they gon' fall with me, oh no
(On me, on me, on me, on me
On me, on me, on me)
(And I remember when I used to let you put it on me)

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