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Joddy, I love you, Joddy

I love you

You full of lyrics (uh)

You full of style

You full of pattern (uh)

Mi nah tell nuh lie

(Let the BandPlay)

Premature prima donnas

Always get into drama

Never needed a nigga, eat solo at Benihana's

This pussy is a Lambo, your baby mama a Honda

Sorry, your honor, killin' these bitches, ain't catchin' karma

Said I got rhymes like Shonda

So they get psyched like Wanda

Smokin' on opp pack so you bitches is marijuana

All you bitches is ganja

All you bitches is goners

Word to JJ and mama

I stunt whenever I wanna

Now, all these bird bitches gettin' pissed off

Steady writin' diss bars

Worried 'bout me, sis, worry 'bout that discharge (discharge)

When the last time you seen a baddie goin' this hard?

I ain't have to fuck a nigga just to get my shit off

I ain't have to catch Corona, niggas know I'm ill (ill)

I ain't have to date a nigga just to get my deal (deal)

Who the fuck is Joddy? Just know that I'm real (real)

Who the fuck is Joddy? Just know that I'm real

3:33 in Atlanta

I've been runnin' bands up

Ridin' with my brodie, mixin' codeine in that Fanta

Who the fuck is Joddy? They about to get the answer

3:33 in Atlanta

I've been runnin' bands up

Bitches on my page watchin' face, throwin' tantrums

Who the fuck is Joddy? They about to get the answer

Pop it for a profit (pop it)

Young pretty and chocolate (mmm)

He said that he love it here (love it), even though I'm toxic (toxic)

Got him breakin' bread just to fly me out to tropics (uh)

That other bitch could never (never), so I always be a topic (could never)

Pussy just like water, I mean Fiji and Essentia (mmm)

I put it on that nigga, now he suffer from dementia (gone)

He said that I'm so temptin', now his ex done got a temper

Neck colder than December (brr), he'll be gone until November (uh)

Head made him crazy in the head, he unstable (loco)

Joddy got her own bag, got no need to date you (facts, nah)

Never been fiend for a title or a label (never)

It's Paper Route business, you should mind the business that pays you (yeah, mind it)

High heels on and my foot is on they neck (uh-huh, neck)

And I put that on foot, I'ma always pay respect

Little baby out of Haiti, all we know is how to flex (flex, flossin')

And I'm bossy from the flossy and they sayin' that I'm next

3:33 in Atlanta

I've been runnin' bands up

Ridin' with my brodie, mixin' codeine in that Fanta

Who the fuck is Joddy? They about to get the answer

3:33 in Atlanta

I've been runnin' bands up

Bitches on my page, watchin' fakes throwin' tantrums

Who the fuck is Joddy? They about to get the answer

(Bandplay)