"Bridget" lyrics
Jay Eazy & Hunna G Lyrics
Uhhh
Yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah
Srg
It's Jay, no Z, eazy no E
Hunna, I'm home
Gucci bag with the Bridget pants
Touch more bread than a dealer hands
More dead guys than the Thriller dance
Make her oh boy like I'm Killa Cam
Sticky rice in my dinner plans
Plotting on a ticket headed to Japan
I put diamonds on the praying hands
VVS repent when I sin again
And the baddies come in a pack, I'm in NY that is a fact
With a fatty on my lap, getting bucks Warren Sapp
Getting bread off the apps
Before the main I need an app
Before the fame I was in the trap like William AF (afton)
The way I would dish you would think I was nash
Fuck what you bought I'm addicted to cash
Ahead of my time I don't live in the past
My new girl pretty and very attached
But she can't have two of this, if I'm MIA like TUA is
She'll think about who I'm a do it with (do it, do it)
I wonder who would influence this trust falling deep into abyss
That Kat no joke ask Ludacris
But with you it's different
I'm a move like uber whipping cus you got more ass than true religion
When I pick you up my new addiction is to make you mmmm like the food delicious
Gucci bag with the Bridget pants
Touch more bread than a dealer hands
More dead guys than the Thriller dance
Make her oh boy like I'm Killa Cam
Sticky rice in my dinner plans
Plotting on a ticket headed to Japan
I put diamonds on the praying hands
VVS repent when I sin again
From getting zeros on my school test
To goose eggs, on my due checks
With the blues Ben's like Mercedes
Mphk if I'm doing 180
I'm cool with my 10, yall creep with the 7s
Someone asked I'd I think I'm impressive
I'm a X and leave it in question
Cus why you think I'm receiving the blessings (why)
Cus I work more and put on my turf more
I stand on it like a surfboard now middletown what they search for
Now Jay on a verse, is Kurt Angle on a perc
And pocket watchers gon thirst searching up Jay Eazy's net worth
Gucci bag with the Bridget pants
Touch more bread than a dealer hands
More dead guys than the Thriller dance
Make her oh boy like I'm Killa Cam
Sticky rice in my dinner plans
Plotting on a ticket headed to Japan
I put diamonds on the praying hands
VVS repent when I sin again
Yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah
Srg
It's Jay, no Z, eazy no E
Hunna, I'm home
Gucci bag with the Bridget pants
Touch more bread than a dealer hands
More dead guys than the Thriller dance
Make her oh boy like I'm Killa Cam
Sticky rice in my dinner plans
Plotting on a ticket headed to Japan
I put diamonds on the praying hands
VVS repent when I sin again
And the baddies come in a pack, I'm in NY that is a fact
With a fatty on my lap, getting bucks Warren Sapp
Getting bread off the apps
Before the main I need an app
Before the fame I was in the trap like William AF (afton)
The way I would dish you would think I was nash
Fuck what you bought I'm addicted to cash
Ahead of my time I don't live in the past
My new girl pretty and very attached
But she can't have two of this, if I'm MIA like TUA is
She'll think about who I'm a do it with (do it, do it)
I wonder who would influence this trust falling deep into abyss
That Kat no joke ask Ludacris
But with you it's different
I'm a move like uber whipping cus you got more ass than true religion
When I pick you up my new addiction is to make you mmmm like the food delicious
Gucci bag with the Bridget pants
Touch more bread than a dealer hands
More dead guys than the Thriller dance
Make her oh boy like I'm Killa Cam
Sticky rice in my dinner plans
Plotting on a ticket headed to Japan
I put diamonds on the praying hands
VVS repent when I sin again
From getting zeros on my school test
To goose eggs, on my due checks
With the blues Ben's like Mercedes
Mphk if I'm doing 180
I'm cool with my 10, yall creep with the 7s
Someone asked I'd I think I'm impressive
I'm a X and leave it in question
Cus why you think I'm receiving the blessings (why)
Cus I work more and put on my turf more
I stand on it like a surfboard now middletown what they search for
Now Jay on a verse, is Kurt Angle on a perc
And pocket watchers gon thirst searching up Jay Eazy's net worth
Gucci bag with the Bridget pants
Touch more bread than a dealer hands
More dead guys than the Thriller dance
Make her oh boy like I'm Killa Cam
Sticky rice in my dinner plans
Plotting on a ticket headed to Japan
I put diamonds on the praying hands
VVS repent when I sin again
