Letra They be on it (remix) Jay Rock

They be on it (remix)

[feat. Yo Gotti & Waka Flocka]

[Chorus:]
I keep them [?] 26's on deck,
[?] got a fresh [?] juice [?]
And the bitches they be on it
Oh man they be so on it
Whoa whoa
I got a fast car, Nascar
Yes 2 seats, stick shift,
Like the shirts on jets
And the bitches they be on it
Oh man, they be so on, who
We on it

I pull up on them hoes,
Roll my windows down
Let my music out,
Forfeit [?] shake the ground
Smoking on that medical
Sipping on some medicine
Top dog letterman
She wanna ride I let her in
She sexy than a motherfucker
Plus she bought her best friend
Like it's [?] 2 for 1 party at the Weston
5 star sweets, bottles everywhere
Wanna fuck a star on the moon, I could take you there, biatch
I got a swagger of Mick Jagger,
If you want her, you can have her
I don't had her, we don't had her
They be shooting at my ladder
Cause I'm standing on a pedestal
She gonna give me good head
Just cause I'm ahead of you
Jay Rock flyer than [?] no shit
I'm a king, fuck a prince
I don't know no Will Smith
I don't owe you niggers shit
I'm a self-made nigger
Ain't that's why your bitch let me fuck her for days nigger

[Chorus:]
I keep them [?] 26's on deck,
[?] got a fresh [?] juice [?]
And the bitches they be on it
Oh man they be so on it
Whoa whoa
I got a fast car, Nascar
Yes 2 seats, stick shift,
Like the shirts on jets
And the bitches they be on it
Oh man, they be so on, who
We on it

They like damn got you [?]
My [?] like an immigrant
[?] love America, my swag just in feeling it
Clothes come from Italy,
Wine like the Kennedy
Middle of the [?]
[?] with percentages
85 percent with no [?]
Fit more than loud pipes, must I mention it
Rims kinda interesting [?]
I just want some [?] Shawty say I ain't intimate
We don't need no bake [?]
[?] she don't wanna suck a brother [?]

[Chorus:]
I keep them [?] 26's on deck,
[?] got a fresh [?] juice [?]
And the bitches they be on it
Oh man they be so on it
Whoa whoa
I got a fast car, Nascar
Yes 2 seats, stick shift,
Like the shirts on jets
And the bitches they be on it
Oh man, they be so on, who
We on it

I got a fast car, Nascar,
Popping like a [?]
Pussy wet [?]
Finger for my wrist [?]
Got me fucking on my girlfriend
[?] yellow [?] my [?] feel the L.A. breeze
[?] I got [?] I came a long way from Bronx selling weed
[?] gamble with your life, pussy niggers roll them dice

[Chorus:]
I keep them [?] 26's on deck,
[?] got a fresh [?] juice [?]
And the bitches they be on it
Oh man they be so on it
Whoa whoa
I got a fast car, Nascar
Yes 2 seats, stick shift,
Like the shirts on jets
And the bitches they be on it
Oh man, they be so on, who
We on it.