World Tour lyrics

by

BlueBucksClan


[Intro: Jeeezy]
Hah, said I'm tryna get her back
That's what I'm sayin'

[Chorus: Jeeezy & BlueBucksClan DJ]
Need to do a world tour 'cause I got b*tches all over
I got hoes out in Cali, I got hoes out in Georgia
I been tryna sneak her back, I got some sh*t across the border
I got hoes lined up, I make b*tches get in order

[Verse 1: Jeeezy]
Only thick b*tches when I move around in Florida
Got two b*tches to myself, they keep tellin' me record 'em
Yeah, they treat me like I'm Mariota when I come to Oregon
Turn my Sprite to a cherry soda when I finish pourin' it
All the bad b*tches in my DM say thеy like me
pus*y fire, got mе drivin' to the IE
Told her come and see me, I'm not playin' like I'm Kyrie
Think this b*tch said she broke up with her n*gga, perfect timing
Got some fire head in the District of Columbia
Got some Cincinnati b*tches, but I'm only f*ckin' one of 'em
Promise we gon' send these b*tches back once we done with 'em
Always have a great time up in the A, they got a ton of 'em
Got a New York b*tch, she always yellin', yeah, she hella rude
I can't even lie, I got more hoes than an inner tube
Bad b*tches gather up and sit and watch my interviews
I got great ones in the Boot, they from Baton Rouge
[Verse 2: BlueBucksClan DJ]
Got a b*tch from Houston, always got an attitude
How the f*ck is this a date? We just grabbin' food
I get new b*tches every state that I'm passin' through
Bad hoes in Phoenix textin' me, "I'm mad at you"

[Chorus: Jeeezy & BlueBucksClan DJ]
Need to do a world tour 'cause I got b*tches all over
I got hoes out in Cali, I got hoes out in Georgia
I been tryna sneak her back, I got some sh*t across the border
I got hoes lined up, I make b*tches get in order

[Verse 3: BlueBucksClan DJ]
Should've came sooner, all these bad hoes in Oklahoma
I feel like I got the coldest b*tch walkin' in Tacoma
I'm in Florida with some hoes from Daytona
In the valley with your b*tch, say she drove from Pomona
Stuffin' grams in the grabba, finna face this sh*t
This b*tch bad, but be playin', man, I hate this b*tch
I can send you to the doctor, finna make this b*tch
Weak b*tches got me feelin' awkward, can't take this sh*t
b*tches don't know how to leave, finna pay this b*tch
In New York, I got more hoes than Jadakiss
Got a b*tch tucked off in Kentucky
I just bought the b*tch a puppy, I'm in Neimans, they don't rush me
Lied to a lot of b*tches, yeah, I hope the sh*t don't hunt me
Stamp my passport, I got a lot of hoes out the country
And I got the hottest b*tch in Phoenix
If I'm ever out in space, I'ma crack a b*tch on Venus
[Chorus: Jeeezy & BlueBucksClan DJ]
Need to do a world tour 'cause I got b*tches all over
I got hoes out in Cali, I got hoes out in Georgia
I been tryna sneak her back, I got some sh*t across the border
I got hoes lined up, I make b*tches get in order
Need to do a world tour 'cause I got b*tches all over
I got hoes out in Cali, I got hoes out in Georgia
I been tryna sneak her back, I got some sh*t across the border
I got hoes lined up, I make b*tches get in order
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