Shame on You – Jay Loud
Genre Rap

LYRIC
Shame on You

Intro

Cook up some more? [Yeah, uh, hey
Hey

Before chorus

Jumped out the gym like Jordan
I'm tryna cop me a two door foreign
All my bitches look gorgeous
When she bend it over bet her shit look enormous

Chorus

Shame on you, I got the way wit' yo' ho
Fuck 'em while you paid 'em, but the pain on the toe
sucked a nigga, like to play with the throat
But your nigga hit it and quit it, I can't stay wit' the ho

Verse 1

Shawty look ba-a-ad, but she want my cash
I can't go like tha-a-at, shawty, I'm gon' pass
She said she want Christian Dior-or
I can't buy shit for that whore
Kicked that lil' bitch out the door
She keep blowin' my phone, I ignore it
I'm too suave, I'm too clean
Designer all over my jeans
Better call your, fuck you mean?
No, you can't hang with the team
Only with me 'cause I just been flossin'
Gotta fuck with that bitch with a caution
I'on really catch feelings too often
Bitch, I'm tryna go far and go all in, yeah

Before chorus

Jumped out the gym like Jordan
I'm tryna cop me a two door foreign
All my bitches look gorgeous
When she bend it over bet her shit look enormous

Chorus

Shame on you, I got the way wit' yo' ho
Fuck 'em while you paid 'em, but the pain on the toe
sucked a nigga, like to play with the throat
But your nigga hit it and quit it, I can't stay wit' the ho

Verse 2

We in the back of the bag, we in the back of the trash
You wanna, um, wanna hit a lick for a rack, I told her "I'll hit ya back"
I got this job on the street, all you gotta do is fuck in the
Right, there's no need to be nervous, we comin' after, make sure he won't hurt us
He got the pounds on the table, first we gon' make sure we're stable
Couple shots goin' right to his face, ay, we gon' make sure he get faded
We just hit up this bando, now we out the bag, though
We got your bag, ho, come get a bag, ho, hey

Before chorus

Jumped out the gym like Jordan
I'm tryna cop me a two door foreign
All my bitches look gorgeous
When she bend it over bet her shit look enormous

Chorus

Shame on you, I got the way wit' yo' ho
Fuck 'em while you paid 'em, but the pain on the toe
sucked a nigga, like to play with the throat
But your nigga hit it and quit it, I can't stay wit' the ho

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