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PJ lyrics

Performers BossMan DlowLil Baby

PJ song lyrics by BossMan Dlow official

PJ is a song in English

Nigga
Yeah, yeah
Nigga
Big Za
(Gentle Beatz)
Yeah

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)

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 wrist on Zephyrhills (bling)
Mouth on Aquafina, baby (bling)
Pockets thick like Serena, baby
Pull up in that-, yeah
Pull up, brand-new Beamer, baby (vyoom)

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)

Come here, hold 'em bags for me, baby, you can be my bitch
All them times I been in handcuffs, shit, I had to bust my wrist
On a PJ shootin' dice with Dlow, forty 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 in splits (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 (yeah)
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)
Lyrics copyright : legal lyrics licensed by Lyricfind.
No unauthorized reproduction of lyric.
Writers: Daniel Schnabel, Devante McCreary, Dominique Jones
Copyright: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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