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Jay Critch & Pi’erre Bourne – One 2 Mp3 Download + Lyrics

Jay Critch & Pi’erre Bourne – One 2 Mp3 Download

Soon after the arrival of their joint venture, rapper Jay Critch and maker Pi’erre Bourne comes back with another track titled “One 2“.
They have been putting in work nowadays and they aren’t prepared to loosen up at this time.

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Jay Critch & Pi’erre Bourne – One 2 Lyrics

[Intro: Jay Critch]
Aye, Aye
I’m like‚ hold up
I’m like one’s for the money
Two for these niggas that switched up
I’m like one’s for the money
Hold up‚ Spiffy on this mofucker

[Chorus: Jay Critch]
I’m like one’s for the money
Two for these niggas that switched up
I cannot run out of money‚ all of my niggas get big bucks
Fuck ’em if they movin’ funny, [?] that bag and then pick up
If it’s really drama then my shoota’, he gunnin’
My shoota’ tryna go hit some
That means you end up a victim
I get them racks and I flip them
Run it up‚ gotta grind hard, won’t let my mamma see me in prison
I been finnesin’, you want some‚ gotta take some
He ain’t stick to the cheat code, he ain’t [?] up, we erased him

[Verse 1: Jay Critch]
I get that bag, yeah, the money, it go with me
Ain’t it so sweet, but i’m winnin’ this 0 and 3
She in the sheets, the dick in her ovaries
Nigga its a leak, the drip is all over me
You ain’t workin’, if you really want it then you gotta go get that shit
Remember all them days, where my pockets hurtin’ and I had to go hit that lick
There was a lot of times, thought i’d never make it and I gotta admit that shit
But you know that I never quit, yeah, nigga you gotta get it how you live
I got on then put my momma in a crib
We said that we would do it and we did
Now these niggas talkin’, they do not exist
Checkin’ another bag off the list
I see the money and i’m callin’ dibs
Diamonds slow dance, shine like a disco
Grown man, I can’t talk to you kids tho
Shorty go down, she doin’ the limbo
I’m takin’ chances, I had to take a risk
Same team, ain’t no new faces
All these new niggas never gave a shit, nah

[Chorus: Jay Critch]
I’m like one’s for the money
Two for these niggas that switched up
I cannot run out of money, all of my niggas get big bucks
Fuck ’em if they movin’ funny, [?] that bag and then pick up
If it’s really drama then my shoota’, he gunnin’
My shoota’ tryna go hit some
That means you end up a victim
I get them racks and I flip them
Run it up, gotta grind hard, won’t let my mamma see me in prison
I been finnesin’, you want some, gotta take some
He ain’t stick to the cheat code, he ain’t [?] up, we erased him

[Verse 2: Pi’erre Bourne]
I’ma keep gettin’ this money, only on one condition
Gotta get Hanukkah money, this is the tradition
Every year new money, like we get to wishin’
Count up every Sunday, yeah, just like a Christian
She wanna hit like junkie, put her on restriction
I don’t think [?] is funny, we all got addictions
Forecast showerin’ money, that’s just my prediction
I got books of money, stacks look like non-fiction
People keep hatin’ on me, lord is my witness
You can’t [?] my blessings, with all of your stiffness
I’ma keep spreadin’ love, yeah, just like a sickness
Got this Rollie’ on me, like i won the Olympics

[Chorus: Jay Critch]
I’m like one’s for the money
Two for these niggas that switched up
I cannot run out of money, all of my niggas get big bucks
Fuck ’em if they movin’ funny, [?] that bag and then pick up
If it’s really drama then my shoota’, he gunnin’
My shoota’ tryna go hit some
That means you end up a victim
I get them racks and I flip them
Run it up, gotta grind hard, won’t let my mamma see me in prison
I been finnesin’, you want some, gotta take some
He ain’t stick to the cheat code, he ain’t [?] up, we erased him

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