Lyrics:
the morning!
I got big C-Style on the grill
Eastside! Keepin' it way real
Dogg Dogg, LBC
If you got beef, with DPG,
Then holla at me, the D-O-G
If you
Talking (Juvenile): Suga Slim Million Dollar spot
Verse 1: Juvenile
Wootay ask them muthafuckas how the CMB play it
Tangrie alize it
Take the yay yo
Talking (Juvenile): Suga Slim Million Dollar spot
Verse 1: Juvenile
Wodie ask them motherfuckers how the CMB play it
Tanqueray and Alize it, take
at me baby)
I'm a pimp, I'll show her how I live
Take her back then I put it in her ribs
(Holla at me baby)
I'm a monster, I do it real big
You ain't
to speak
You know she aint even gonna holla at you you know what I mean
If a brother say sumthin baby id look back
You know ain't know thing
Friday night
the morning!
I got big C-Style on the grill
Eastside! Keepin' it way real
Dogg Dogg, LBC
If you got beef, with DPG,
Then holla at me, the D-O-G
If you
I hit my niggas off with good smoke
Out west they ridin' with me, now I'm back hard
I'm just worried bout the rats that's in my back yard
Hated by
So when I holla at you, holla back (holla back)
Everyday we be off the chains
Ain't nuttin' different, parkin' lot pimpin'
You can catch Mac in
let me call her Billie Jean
The kid is kinda white, man it cannot be by me
Looking back I was drunk
The night I seen her in them jeans
Pull up strong
To that lying cheating man
Harlem, uh huh uh uh harlem, uh huh uh uh
Harlem, uh huh uh uh
Harlem, I want to to take you back to
Cold baloney and I'm home
To be continued
Move to the drum, my L.A. babies
Where the night life is young,
You will find your soul
Holla! for your man’s
It’s addictive baby
shit together, I ain't jivin' you
I don't think that nigga could do you better then I could do, ya know
It's Juvenile from cross the street by
shit together, I ain't jivin' you
I don't think that nigga could do you better then I could do, ya know
It's Juvenile from cross the street by
you holla sometime, holla !
And if you find another boy when I'm gonna be broke
See at rehearsal there in the pass by her
And when I find myself
[Intro]
1, 2, 3, 4 bust it
Come on, come on
Juvenile, Wacko, Skip
[Hook]
Where that Melph at
Where the Yo at
Where that Thomas at
Where VL
[Intro]
1, 2, 3, 4 bust it
Come on, come on
Juvenile, Wacko, Skip
[Hook]
Where that Melph at
Where the Yo at
Where that Thomas at
Where VL
1, 2, 3, 4, bust it
C'mon, c'mon
Juvenile, Wacko, Skip
Where dat Melph at?
Where da Yo at?
Where dat Thomas at?
Where VL at?
Y'all hear that Nolia
peanuts
I said oh Kisha
This what I got to meet her
She drunk it like a 2 liter
She blow like a pro
Oh no I got to keep her
Told her I'd be back about
this, lawd
Me holla respect, to all the gun men dem
Gun men alone, keep gun men friend
Fire bun, fi all the informer dem
Informer lone keep informer
this, lawd
Me holla respect, to all the gun men dem
Gun men alone, keep gun men friend
Fire bun, fi all the informer dem
Informer lone keep informer
for your bills
If ya think ya need help, holla at me, wodie, I'm trill
If I got it ta spend, then I got it ta kill
But listen, man.. I know ya see
(Ten nine eight seven six five four three two one)
[Juvenile]
Welcome to tha section where it's hotter than a bitch
Niggas
the Nolia
Got stabbed in the back of the Nolia
[Chorus]
[Juvenile]
Nigga shoot dice in the Nolia
We fuckin nigga wifes in the Nolia
We always act our ass in
(Pop a Dom boo, what, see'mon)
[Petey Pablo]
It's the dippy dippy don now you heard that
Let's take you back, where the original Tim the bird
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