Listen to Mentions (feat. Serious & Joz B) by Illa J

Mentions (feat. Serious & Joz B)

Illa J

Hip-Hop

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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Illa J
Illa J
Performer
John Derek Yancey
John Derek Yancey
Rap
Nikieo Gordon
Nikieo Gordon
Rap
Kuraeshual Paris-Dijon Chatman
Kuraeshual Paris-Dijon Chatman
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
John Derek Yancey
John Derek Yancey
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Illa J
Illa J
Producer

Lyrics

Yeah Joz B Serious Young G Slack on Easy boys Now they gon' mention me now Now they gon' hate me And now they gon' mention me now Given to insist on me now Go pop some shit, they don't even mean shit to me now Now they gon' mention me now Now they gon' hate me And now they gon' mention me now Given to insist on me now We do so good 'cause they can't even get to me now Damn, remember day he asked you to sing Now I'm supposed to be audience to your belly ache I delegated power, that make me the man of the hour Keep the track, you should do me the flowers If I was you I will be sour too When e'rybody talkin' 'bout them dues And then it's you, and they're like, "who?" Promise you, all of my skies is like blue Blue somethin' life force, I'm throwing the mic too Now, right here feeling like it's the right move Mic jack on the track on the right move Turmoil, fuck is you playing with? Come on Which one of these wipper snipers I gotta go dumb on And tell 'em the right home And scroll map In this game recognize And I be feeling like niggas don't know English Not to mention the skinny jeans shit Billy Jean shit Now they gon' mention me now Now they gon' hate me And now they gon' mention me now Given to insist on me now Go pop some shit, they don't even mean shit to me now Now they gon' mention me now Now they gon' hate me And now they gon' mention me now Given to insist on me now We do so good 'cause they can't even get to me now Just that, way back, back, loose in my backpack Lil' bit of trap and a whole lot to boom Like damn, how you do that? Nigga thought you knew that First I get these hoes lit like a bottle lack, who back? Then I'm offside of your hair like a school bag, who that? Skinny nigga tie their shoe first ion shoot back Been up in the game, you ain't gon' treat me like a new cat If you don't know my name, I'ma scream it till I'm blue-black It's the J to the O to the Z to the B that I know what I said ain't scared of no screenshot Coders in the game, come and test it if you think not Play the game dirty, send them home with a peacock Gia really been liver Cannot change the game, make a name and then I'll be out Really fuck the fame, I want a billy with the B-er Trillion with a T-er, Zilly with the zin, word Now they gon' mention me now Now they gon' hate me And now they gon' mention me now Given to insist on me now Go pop some shit, they don't even mean shit to me now Now they gon' mention me now Now they gon' hate me And now they gon' mention me now Given to insist on me now We do so good 'cause they can't even get to me now Illa J Big leagues, big leagues, big leagues Big leagues, big leagues You, you, you, you, you and you You, in deez nuts
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