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Justin (Explicit)

Vince Staples
2024-05-241:51 minSynced lyrics

"Justin (Explicit)" is a song by Vince Staples, released in 2024 in the Pop genre. The song is 1:51 long and contains 41 lines and 250 words.

Lyrics

0:12Met this pretty woman in the
0:14Summer from Qatar
0:15Late night at Gjelina
0:17She was eatin' at the bar
0:19Said she was a teacher seven
0:20Months left on her Visa
0:22But she used to be a singer
0:23She was meant to be a star
0:25Asked me how I feel about
0:27The music I done dropped
0:28Some of it was cool some of it was hot
0:32Deeper conversations under
0:33Surface level thoughts
0:35Asked if she can get a ride to
0:36Her spot I said I gotcha
0:38Pull up on La Brea where
0:39Them niggas shootin' choppers
0:41Can barely hear the ambulances over helicopters
0:44She invited me up for a drink
0:46I don't indulge but the moments
0:48With her make me feel so what's the rush
0:51Started talkin' 'bout the future
0:52And the ever-present past
0:54Awkward silences and laughs got me
0:56Feelin' like we on the path to somethin'
0:58Right before this woman stole my heart
1:00I see a shadow by the door and hear a knock
1:04Eyes bloodshot like she had seen
1:06A ghost or somethin'
1:07I don't know what's what reach
1:08In my pocket get to clutchin'
1:10She like hold up I'm comin'
1:11If it get tricky then I'm bussin'
1:13She said baby meet my little cousin' Justin
1:16Damn
1:19Nice to meet you
1:25Nice to meet you too
1:32Women lie a lot put that on the dead homies
1:38Women lie a lot on God
1:45Women lie a lot put that on the dead homies
1:51Women lie a lot on God
Met this pretty woman in the
Summer from Qatar
Late night at Gjelina
She was eatin' at the bar
Said she was a teacher seven
Months left on her Visa
But she used to be a singer
She was meant to be a star
Asked me how I feel about
The music I done dropped
Some of it was cool some of it was hot
Deeper conversations under
Surface level thoughts
Asked if she can get a ride to
Her spot I said I gotcha
Pull up on La Brea where
Them niggas shootin' choppers
Can barely hear the ambulances over helicopters
She invited me up for a drink
I don't indulge but the moments
With her make me feel so what's the rush
Started talkin' 'bout the future
And the ever-present past
Awkward silences and laughs got me
Feelin' like we on the path to somethin'
Right before this woman stole my heart
I see a shadow by the door and hear a knock
Eyes bloodshot like she had seen
A ghost or somethin'
I don't know what's what reach
In my pocket get to clutchin'
She like hold up I'm comin'
If it get tricky then I'm bussin'
She said baby meet my little cousin' Justin
Damn
Nice to meet you
Nice to meet you too
Women lie a lot put that on the dead homies
Women lie a lot on God
Women lie a lot put that on the dead homies
Women lie a lot on God

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