Lyrics:
the Place Gyal a scream Leslie
Bad bitch ye she Japanese
Tek off yuh clothes
Mek me show yuh who mi be show me who yuh be
We a pop style wi nuh juvenile
Look, my life is a movie, baby
Thinkin' 'bout it while I'm speedin' thru
The valley out in Cali
In a new Mercedes, I'll pull your lady
If she ever
Tanqueray and Hennessy until I cold hurl
Ten months in this gut what the fuck
I wish moms'd hurry up so I could get buck
Wild juvenile rippin' mics
Tanqueray and Hennessy until I cold hurl
Ten months in this gut what the fuck
I wish moms'd hurry up so I could get buck
Wild juvenile rippin' mics
We got London on da Track
Drop top, wop
If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you
Cartier frames, call me four eyes
Still can cook
Off top, boy
I'm a hot, boy
Shout out to Legal Money, man
Why you got your shirt off, cause I'm hot, boy
Where you get that work off, on the block,
around me unless you throw somethin'
It's P funk, C funk or no funk at all
LAPD on my back and they won't get off
'Cause I'm a Cali boy, that's on my
ain't doin' your job if you don't say (oh, my god)
Come have sex with Jesus
Come have sex with Jesus (Soulo)
Come have sex with Jesus
You ain't doin'
I'm just a juvenile, got so high
I told my attorney that I'm a sewer cloud
Catching me back out of the space
I can move the crowd
If somebody die over
mane
Aye, Fucc you off the rip if you ain't Cripping that's the set
And we can tussle 60 seconds but I won't put you in my shit
Yeah, Fucc you off
Life is hard, situation on these streets is critical
Everybody chasin' dough, if them ain't your folks, then here we go
If we ridin', then let's ride,
A muthafuckin' juvenile I can go through fall (off top)
Hookin' up with my partnas takin' niggas to war (huh bruh)
Gettin' street drivers and poppin' up a nigga
niggas in a super traps
Man we gotta get it, have it by Sunday
If it ain't by Sunday
We gon' get it Monday
If it ain't by Tuesday
Then it's fucking
playin' with it
Not an hour go by Martin, when I'm runnin' back to get you
Yeah, you killed my dawg, gotta forgive you, still why I'm livin'
A nigga let
, five guys
Slide by
Better think twice if you try to undermine
My precision free the guys in the prison
They don't wanna see a nigga livin' happy
So we
If I left today
Would you wait for me or would you throw us all away?
Like the magazines say
Should I call right away?
Cut all of my hair off
If I left today
Would you wait for me or would you throw us all away?
Like the magazines say
Should I call right away?
Cut all of my hair off
face
Off-like strippers I'ma take off stop dis
Not dis cause I got dis nigga
And I'm a hot shit
Hot Boys And Juvenile my wordies
Help me say dis shit
respect my mind
Chorus
(B.G.)
Me, Wayne, Turk and Juvenile getting blunted
In a pair if white suburb 1500
No stunting counting 100 thou nigga in front
thought I'd never be
As a juvenile I caught felonies
Kept a Scrooge face like I was Eberneezer
With a gun tucked for my enemies
Niggaz talk death and I'd
is my style
And if it enough to make Kevin Lyle spit this out right now
And get 'em with Juvenile feed pitbull puppies, bologna in the projects
You
call Earl, 10 months in this gut, what the fuck,
I wish moms would hurry up, so I can get buck wild,
Juvenile with the mics 'n' shit, New York, New
more time
Hit the spot then I'm hittin' it one more time
I'm a hot nigga, sound like Juvenile
Hit the pot, nigga, hold the other side
Off that
fuckin' get blown back
I burn 'em twice with a black rusty old mac
Now blocka nigga, get off me
Get some off that cocky weed and roll that bitch up
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