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Jerry Jeudy lyrics

Performer George Harrell

Jerry Jeudy song lyrics by George Harrell official

Jerry Jeudy is a song in English

She know what it is when I hop in the whip
We both off the liquor she came to the crib
I look on both shoulders, I carry a chip

I'm getting older, heart getting colder
I got all the wisdom, just like I'm Yoda
I don't really want a girl in the mix
She from New York, we talking bout the Knicks

Don't give it twisted, cause I ain't no trick
Her favorite color red, just like a ruby
She back it up on me, she got a booty
Got 10 girls with me, Jerry, Judy

You follow the crowd, I swear you a goofy
You girl in my DMs, tryna give me some coochie
I'm growing my dreads, I feel like I'm nudy
I'm straight outta Maryland, I'm turn up my state

You out my life, you don't need an update
Once I get money, I'll buy an estate
They can keep doubting me, tell em just wait
His pockets on skinny but mine overweight

It's not my birthday, but I still get the cake
I hop in the booth and I turn on create
Don't have many friends, these niggas be fake
I should star in roll bounce, I hop on the beat and I skate

That shit expected im going up one direction
She want love and affection, but I'm not interested at all
I pass her to the bro, Chris Paul
She said she love me, don't recall

I take a trip, we going to the mall
Ain't worried bout a tag, pop it off
I'm a shooting star for real
Yeah, little bitch, I'm going far

I had to shoot my shot at this girl, can't forget the arc
How is you gon beef with the kid you not to par

I'ma take it one step at a time
No Jordan Sparks
She know what it is when I hop in the whip
We both off the liquor she came to the crib
I look on both shoulders, I carry a chip

I'm getting older, heart getting colder
I got all the wisdom, just like I'm Yoda
I don't really want a girl in the mix
She from New York, we talking bout the Knicks

Don't give it twisted, cause I ain't no trick
Her favorite color red, just like a ruby
She back it up on me, she got a booty
Got 10 girls with me, Jerry, Judy

You follow the crowd, I swear you a goofy
You girl in my DMs, tryna give me some coochie
I'm growing my dreads, I feel like I'm nudy
I'm straight outta Maryland, I'm turn up my state

You out my life, you don't need an update
Once I get money, I'll buy an estate
They can keep doubting me, tell em just wait
His pockets on skinny but mine overweight

It's not my birthday, but I still get the cake
I hop in the booth and I turn on create
Don't have many friends, these niggas be fake
I should star in roll bounce, I hop on the beat and I skate

Okay, okay, okay
Okay, okay, okay
Okay, okay, okay

Okay, okay, okay
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