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Jeezy & DJ Drama – Plug On Em Lyrics
Jeezy & DJ Drama – Plug On Em Lyrics
Plug On Em Lyrics By Jeezy & DJ Drama
[Intro: Jeezy & DJ Drama]
Oh, what a feelin’ when the stars in the ceilin’
Smokin’ Cubans (Yeah) in the lobby ’cause you own the whole building
All the hate and the envy got these niggas in they feelings (Feelings)
They wishin’ you was dead but you just made a killing (Yeah, SNOFALL)
Close my eyes and proceed to manifest (Fest)
Damier bulletproof Louis V vest (Yeah)
What I studied in the streets so I’m knowin’ it’s a test (Test)
Back when I was chicken flippin’, twelve bands for a breast (Hey, DJ Drama)
Oh, what a feelin’ when the stars in the ceilin’
Smokin’ Cubans (Yeah) in the lobby ’cause you own the whole building
All the hate and the envy got these niggas in they feelings (Feelings)
They wishin’ you was dead but you just made a killing (Damn)
Close my eyes and proceed to manifest (Fest)
Damier bulletproof Louis V vest (Yeah)
What I studied in the streets so I’m knowin’ it’s a test (Test)
Back when I was chicken flippin’, twelve bands for a breast (Hey, DJ Drama)
[Verse 1: Jeezy]
Nine hundred for the wings, three bands for the thighs (Thighs)
When you take it out the pot, same color as the fries (Woo)
Still havin’ motion, why y’all actin’ so surprised? (Surprised)
Same job, same work, why y’all actin’ so deprived? (SNOFALL)
Get my money, mind my business, I’m just tryna catch a vibe (Vibe)
Ninth innin’, bases loaded, y’all gon’ make a nigga slide (Yeah)
Undisclosed location (Yeah, yeah), I don’t really do it live (Yeah, yeah)
Y’all be doin’ to much (Yeah, yeah), that ain’t how you stay alive (Yeah, yeah, Dramatic, nigga)
They say I fell, what? They can go ahead and stop it (Stop it)
Just like this hundred grand, yeah, I’m always in pocket (Woo)
Used to sell ’em in the wrap but get double it when you rock it (Rock it)
But keep that stick with you, in case them niggas out of pocket (Haha)
I sat alone and prayed so many nights (Nights)
White seats, white Rolls, I played so many nights (Hey)
Hopped out with that new AP, turn off the lights (Lights)
Mister own half of my city, my future bright (Yeah)
Ain’t shit changed from blocks to flippin’ buildings (Buildings)
Just know I put ’em all in my trust, that’s for my children (Children)
Them pussies throwin’ so many stones, could build a building (Build)
But fuck them niggas, proving ’em wrong is I’m skilled in (Hey)
Picture this, your boy at the stove, look like I’m fishin’ (Fishin’)
Tryna get an extra nine out them O’s, that’s what I’m wishin’ (Damn)
The irony of white squares in the attic nowadays (Hey, yeah, yeah)
White face no stones in the Patek, come on (Let’s go)
[Chorus: Jeezy]
Got a fetish for them rubber bands (Bands)
Sanitizer for the dirty money in my hands (Yeah)
And all my blues got blood on ’em (Blood on ’em)
And the bottles of the Yak, I got a plug on ’em (Yeah)
Got a fetish for them rubber bands (Hey)
Sanitizer for the dirty money in my hands (Haha)
And all my blues got blood on ’em (Blood on ’em)
And the bottles of the Yak, I got a plug on ’em (Let’s go)
[Post-Chorus: Jeezy]
Boss shit, that’s what I do (Yeah), you know I do it best
Right hand tied, I start whipping with the left
Life sentence, nigga, know I’m ballin’ to the death (Death, ah, yeah, yeah)
Only thing I never made a mill’ on is meth’ (Yeah, let’s go)
[Verse 2: Jeezy]
That Phantom ride better when you beatin’ all the odds (Odds)
That liquor taste taste better when you beatin’ all the frauds (Damn)
Got dealt a bad hand but you still play your cards (Cards)
That’s when you really real when you really live your bars (Hey)
And yeah, that’s on God and the rest is on me (Me)
You really got it out the mud, that’s when you know that shit P (Woo)
Don’t cost shit to hate, that’s how you know that shit free (Free)
Black trucks back to back, that’s how you know that shit me (Let’s go, yeah)
[Chorus: Jeezy]
Got a fetish for them rubber bands (Bands)
Sanitizer for the dirty money in my hands (Hey, yeah)
And all my blues got blood on ’em (Blood on ’em)
And the bottles of the Yak, I got a plug on ’em (Yeah)
Got a fetish for them rubber bands (Hey)
Sanitizer for the dirty money in my hands (Haha)
And all my blues got blood on ’em (Blood on ’em)
And the bottles of the Yak, I got a plug on ’em (Let’s go)
[Post-Chorus: Jeezy]
Boss shit, that’s what I do, you know I do it best (Do it, do it)
Right hand tied (Yeah), I start whipping with the left (Left, woo)
Life sentence, nigga, know I’m ballin’ to the death (Death, ah, yeah, yeah)
Only thing I never made a mill’ on is meth’ (Yeah, let’s go)
Boss shit, that’s what I do, you know I do it best (Snow, yes)
Right hand tied (Yeah), I start whipping with the left (Left)
Life sentence, nigga, know I’m ballin’ to the death (Death)
Only thing I never made a mill’ on is meth’
[Outro: DJ Drama]
We will be here forever
Do you understand?
Snowman forever
DJ Drama forever
