Bossman Dlow & Lil Baby - Pj Lyrics

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Pj Lyrics Bossman Dlow & Lil Baby

[Intro: BossMan Dlow]

Nigga

Yeah, yeah

Nigga, Big Za

(Gentle Beatz)

Yeah

[Chorus: BossMan Dlow]

I came a long way from lunch trays and eatin' rice, huh (Yeah)

Phone ain't got no service, I'm on a PJ, shootin' dice (Yeah)

Went from fifty dollars to my name to 50K a night (Nigga)

You wanna fuck with Big Za, baby? You can't be scared of heights

I wanna take you to the sixtieth floor and fuck you in a pent' (Come here, bae)

Move them bags for me, baby, I'll pay your rent (Come here, bae)

Tinted windows on the rentals, nothin' less than five percеnt, huh (No)

These niggas ain't ballin', you niggas be on thе bench, mm (Bench)

Niggas be on the sideline, you ain't get no playin' time (Nigga)

I be with them shit poppers, ice on, I'm outside (Bling)

Pockets full of cheese, nigga, fresher than Febreze, nigga (Yeah)

Smellin' like some Creed, nigga (Yeah), head to toe, Celine, nigga (Yeah)

Real solid street nigga, it's in my eyes, boy (Yeah)

Come and get in with Too Slippery, shit'll change your life, boy (Yeah)

Yeah, I'm screamin', "Fuck 12," 'til they free the guys, boy (Fuck 12)

You ain't gotta put me in the game 'cause I'm startin' five, boy

This ain't a game, this how I live (Yeah)

Trap ain't dead, I'm dead, for real (Yeah)

I'm in a big body switchin' gears

Neck and wrists on every ear (Bling)

Mouth on Aquafina, baby (Bling)

Pockets thick like Serena, baby

Pull up in that—, yeah

Pull up, brand-new Bimmer, baby (Vyoom)

[Chorus: BossMan Dlow]

I came a long way from lunch trays and eatin' rice, huh (Yeah)

Phone ain't got no service, I'm on a PJ, shootin' dice (Yeah)

Went from fifty dollars to my name to 50K a night (Nigga)

You wanna fuck with Big Za, baby? You can't be scared of heights

I wanna take you to the sixtieth floor and fuck you in a pent' (Come here, bae)

Move them bags for me, baby, I'll pay your rent (Come here, bae)

Tinted windows on the rentals, nothin' less than five percent, huh (No)

These niggas ain't ballin', you niggas be on the bench, mm (Bench)

[Verse 2: Lil Baby]

Hold them bags for me, baby, you could be my bitch (Bags for me)

All them times I been in handcuffs, shit, I had to bust my wrist

On a PJ, shootin' dice with Dlow, Farda on the four

When we land, I hit a couple folks and tell 'em it's on the floor

My lil' young ho want exotic Birkin, she might know some shit (Yeah)

Break down spot, this bitch on fire, another house for hoes and spritz (Yeah)

I can show you how to run it up, I really know this shit

Turn a pound into a hundred thou', I'm on the goated list

I'm the illest, baby (Yeah), and the realest, baby (For real)

Hundred-fifty-five pounds, but I'm the biggest, baby (Yeah)

Treat these bags like kids, can't leave 'em unattended, baby (Gotta watch 'em)

I'ma get this money, be there when I finish, baby (Ho stop callin' me)

I came a long way from lunch trays and eatin' rice, huh (Yeah)

Phone ain't got no service, I'm on a PJ, shootin' dice (Yeah)

Went from fifty dollars to my name to 50K a night (Nigga)

You wanna fuck with Big Za, baby? You can't be scared of heights

I wanna take you to the sixtieth floor and fuck you in a pent' (Come here, bae)

Move them bags for me, baby, I'll pay your rent (Come here, bae)

Tinted windows on the rentals, nothin' less than five percent, huh (No)

These niggas ain't ballin', you niggas be on the bench, mm (Bench)

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