Lyrics:
Letterman
Chillin', clearly made it and
It's clearly stated
By that thirty yard pool, the five cars
The women and the jewels
Richness, oozing out your balls
When I drop the work in tha pot it bounce back like elastic
How you do that I call it dope boi magic
Watch me work them plays like that 95 madden
[Fat girl!]
[You're a fat girl]
[Fat...fat...fat fat fat fat girl] (repeat 2X)
(It's funky fresh Eazy E) new kid on tha block
And already got a fat
featuring Juvenile
(B.G.)
Ohh man, you fuck that girl friend
Verse 1: (Juvenile)
Girl look at you, with you big fine A$$
It's 2official
On 10 grave if i snitch plan ma funeral
Hop out walk me down you know tha usual
I was taught to stay on (shh) since a juvenile
If
through tha back
And i got something like a grenade for them haters
Who wanna jack
Ooooooh-Ooooh
And we going be in mah clique
And im shinin like a light
I
might not make it to tha last verse
But meanwhile back in tha p now
Me and my niggas is representin LBC style
Straight hoo-bangin and slangin
gigiglo, pull up at tha liquor sto
White Beige goods, Lexus, sweet potato pie
Like I'm so high, 4 as I lean, wit that thang by my side, it's toe 16
So
[Chorus]
I'm tha only drunk (uh uh)
Dancin to tha funk (uh uh)
I guess it's up to me (uh uh)
To get this thing crunk
I'm tha life of tha party (uh
bowls like its lunch
Wen I take a trip outta town grab tha bowls by tha bunch
I go in thru tha front nd I'm out thru tha back
Drop off tha packs nd I
it's
tha delusion where tha eggs crack, there's tha path
waitin' to follow, every mother's back
cuddled by styles 'n tha leader's wing
till considered
know we get busy
If ion like how it kicks I'll just sell it
We got Em through tha mail it was well lit
Baggy sweater w tha stick by my pelvis
Perform
it'll be alright
You gotta pick yaself up, it'll be alright
You gotta have a strong heart if you wanna win tha fight
I did this 1 for my people
Sit back
know me
But I keep it lowkey, I be
In tha city
Chillin' in tha city
In tha city
Chillin' in tha city
Of course my bass loud
My windows down
Only God
blessed
Me and Perry like juvenile, and Manny French, Howie Sheep
But they ain't following in the Shepherd's steps
When you really walking by faith, you
weed cause I can
Not make my mind up
Move like that ass on fire
On tha real got you shakin like a wire
Smoke it by the ounce and I buy it by The pound
the future
Got the big dawg by my sideline
I'm trynna live my lifestyle
Can't go back to the past issa new style
'23 was supposed to act like a juvenile
I
go and get it
im sublime
Mind so vivd
Haven’t reached my prime
No lines omitted
Stone tha goat Admit it
Highly acclaimed by tha critics
But it
are black ass (ogoli goligo)
Tell the juvenile for the opp block better comport
OPPOLO look in my face this nigga Dey massacre
I go chop your father
the west
Heard they gotta couple banks in town that ain't been held up yet
Well uh, I oughta make it by sundown
I figure that's enough time to get tha
can make my route pay
Talkin bout tha shit I used to do back in tha day
But hey, times are hard and 4 me its get harder
Got so many problems, they
[Chorus: Juvenile]
I'm about to bounce back be -bounce bounce back
I'm about to bounce back be -bounce bounce back
Bounce back bounce back be
'cause they take her goods
Play with me it's guaranteed, ooh, I'm a lay ya down
Gotta watch my back across my tracks, God know, I know these clowns
God
in)
But you ain't tha person from back then (from back then)
You ain't no locksmith (you ain't no locksmith) my heart still in tha locket (my heart
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