"Jackie Chan (Remix)" lyrics
(feat. Erik Kingsley)
Young nigga came in, no discussion
Young nigga beat the block, no percussion
Young nigga, hiya hiya, wah wah, Jackie Chan
Young nigga, hiya hiya, wah wah, Jackie Chan
Young baby, if it's good, french dressing
Young nigga, I can't hear ya, what ya saying?
Young nigga hiya hiya, wah wah, Jackie Chan
Young nigga, hiya hiya, wah wah, Jackie Chan
Baby girl please don't be blowing off
Baby girl please don't be blowing off
Young nigga got a blessing, I was praying
Young nigga I ain't stressing, I was playing
Ooh, hottest in the streets, no discussion
I say, ooh baby, I went pew, like Usain
I say, ooh hmm, like Bruce Wayne
I say, lemme Espanol, cinco seis
I say, pull up to your house popping pictures
Pull up to your house, chop chop
Pull up to your house, what's your A?
I see you everywhere go
Baby girl please don't be blowing off
Baby girl please don't be blowing off
Young nigga got a blessing, I was praying
Young nigga I ain't stressing, I was playing
Young nigga came in, no discussion
Young nigga beat the block, no percussion
Young nigga, hiya hiya, wah wah, Jackie Chan
Young nigga, hiya hiya, wah wah, Jackie Chan
Young baby, if it's good, french dressing
Young nigga, I can't hear ya, what ya saying?
Young nigga, hiya hiya, wah wah, Jackie Chan
Young nigga, hiya hiya, wah wah, Jackie Chan
Yeah
Chill baby, you can miss me with the questions
Get defensive and you gonna block your blessings
I see the real you, I don't have to undress you
I'm only back 'cause I left my wallet on your dresser
I'm all up in they mouth like food before digestion
I guess these know it alls still ain't learn they lesson
I spit my verse, they make a face like get some air freshener
I show up to the church to clean they think that I'm the reverend
First impressions always come with second guesses
When I showed up I threw 'em out like interceptions
While they was going ham I went turkey dressings
I'm the one they can't stand, concession
Grown man in they feelings I can see they purses
They only want my hooks 'cause they can't top my verses
Man I got some blood on my white Jordan jersey
I wash my hands of all of y'all with grapefruit dish detergent
Aha came in, no discussion
I'm not commercial, ain't no TV interruptions
Now everybody want to kick it hiya hiya, Jackie Chan
Put your hands up higher higher, let me see 'em, I'm the man
Aha taking over, no discussions
Break into your house and leave the water running
Now everybody want to kick it hiya hiya, Jackie Chan
God got me spoiled rotten, all I had to do was ask
Young nigga came in, no discussion
Young nigga beat the block, no percussion
Young nigga, hiya hiya, wah wah, Jackie Chan
Young nigga, hiya hiya, wah wah, Jackie Chan
Young baby, if it's good, french dressing
Young nigga, I can't hear ya, what ya saying
Young nigga, hiya hiya, wah wah, Jackie Chan
Young nigga, hiya hiya, wah wah, Jackie Chan
Young nigga beat the block, no percussion
Young nigga, hiya hiya, wah wah, Jackie Chan
Young nigga, hiya hiya, wah wah, Jackie Chan
Young baby, if it's good, french dressing
Young nigga, I can't hear ya, what ya saying?
Young nigga hiya hiya, wah wah, Jackie Chan
Young nigga, hiya hiya, wah wah, Jackie Chan
Baby girl please don't be blowing off
Baby girl please don't be blowing off
Young nigga got a blessing, I was praying
Young nigga I ain't stressing, I was playing
Ooh, hottest in the streets, no discussion
I say, ooh baby, I went pew, like Usain
I say, ooh hmm, like Bruce Wayne
I say, lemme Espanol, cinco seis
I say, pull up to your house popping pictures
Pull up to your house, chop chop
Pull up to your house, what's your A?
I see you everywhere go
Baby girl please don't be blowing off
Baby girl please don't be blowing off
Young nigga got a blessing, I was praying
Young nigga I ain't stressing, I was playing
Young nigga came in, no discussion
Young nigga beat the block, no percussion
Young nigga, hiya hiya, wah wah, Jackie Chan
Young nigga, hiya hiya, wah wah, Jackie Chan
Young baby, if it's good, french dressing
Young nigga, I can't hear ya, what ya saying?
Young nigga, hiya hiya, wah wah, Jackie Chan
Young nigga, hiya hiya, wah wah, Jackie Chan
Yeah
Chill baby, you can miss me with the questions
Get defensive and you gonna block your blessings
I see the real you, I don't have to undress you
I'm only back 'cause I left my wallet on your dresser
I'm all up in they mouth like food before digestion
I guess these know it alls still ain't learn they lesson
I spit my verse, they make a face like get some air freshener
I show up to the church to clean they think that I'm the reverend
First impressions always come with second guesses
When I showed up I threw 'em out like interceptions
While they was going ham I went turkey dressings
I'm the one they can't stand, concession
Grown man in they feelings I can see they purses
They only want my hooks 'cause they can't top my verses
Man I got some blood on my white Jordan jersey
I wash my hands of all of y'all with grapefruit dish detergent
Aha came in, no discussion
I'm not commercial, ain't no TV interruptions
Now everybody want to kick it hiya hiya, Jackie Chan
Put your hands up higher higher, let me see 'em, I'm the man
Aha taking over, no discussions
Break into your house and leave the water running
Now everybody want to kick it hiya hiya, Jackie Chan
God got me spoiled rotten, all I had to do was ask
Young nigga came in, no discussion
Young nigga beat the block, no percussion
Young nigga, hiya hiya, wah wah, Jackie Chan
Young nigga, hiya hiya, wah wah, Jackie Chan
Young baby, if it's good, french dressing
Young nigga, I can't hear ya, what ya saying
Young nigga, hiya hiya, wah wah, Jackie Chan
Young nigga, hiya hiya, wah wah, Jackie Chan
