Songtext Jean claude Freddie Gibbs

Jean claude

Yeah, yeah
Yeah, uh
Check, check, yeah
Check, check, check, yeah
Check, check, yeah
Oh yeah, I'm feelin' that shit now, [?]
You dig
Yeah, yeah

She loves me, she loves me not (Loves me not)
DBS in the lot, I'm taking green tea shots (Uh)
I usually don't drink them shits, but she gon' let me beat now (Uh)
She wouldn't fuck when I was broke, I guess I'm on my feet now

Just ask Christina, I was hidin' them racks in the drop ceiling
Matthew got his PhD now, bitch, I could start a clinic (Uh)
Every day I talk to Will Gates, plottin' on ways to get it
Ho?s done tricked y'all into trickin', let's tak? this shit back to pimpin' (Nah)
Stay consistent and I guarantee, my nigga, we gon' ball, won't fall
Life a Bloodsport, you gotta be Jean-Claude
Saw my bitch ain't have no discipline and I ain't want no part
Thinkin' she's slicker by fucking a nigga that's richer, but I ain't got no heart
Bitch, I'm from the crib, I'm reppin' that fin like I was cold hard
Well, shut your mouth and let these lawyers talk and it'll be no charge, on God
How to make it out the east side of Gary? I wrote the book
Grammy night felt like niggas took my trophy like Reggie Bush, nigga (Bush, nigga)
She loves me, she loves me not (Loves me not)
No matter how nigga plot, I can't be knocked from my spot
Shoulda gave it all up in that parking lot, boy, you ain't have to get shot
Gotta protect your little rap business, so you ain't gon' talk to the cops
That's why it's sweet pickin'
These nigga sweet licks, they free chicken
Took the chains off of everybody, it was a sweet mission
Meanwhile, I'm bustin' these bands down on some freak bitches
Houston ho, she cheat on her wife for me, she sneak dickin'
She loves me, she loves me not
The rap game don't love nobody, you gotta get in and get out
Gotta get in and get hot
Gotta get in and get paid
You can walk away from it with nothin', so when it end, it's a waste
But stay persistent and I guarantee, my nigga, we gon' ball, won't fall
Life of Bloodsport, I gotta be Jean Claude for my dogs
Nigga dishin' out love taps
I bet it be a pretty service when I send love back
So keep it cute, nigga (Bitch)

She loves me, she loves me not
DBS in the lot, I'm taking green tea shots
I usually don't drink them shits, but she gon' let me beat now
'Bout to fuck that ass in Paris, pussy magnifique now (Yeah, yeah)

You can go
We both know I wasn't going back with you, bro
You're right
Just like you and I both know
Even at the top of a fuckin' mountain
It's always another peak