Lyrics:
Yes!
It's that nigga you Love 2 Hate!
Yes!
You love 2 hate!
This the song I dedicate to niggas who love to hate!
Look me in my face, I'm that
Enticed by the niggas that gave 'em the bitches,
20 G's, and 2 Lee's.. now he comin' to get cha.
Whodi, my life is like a football field.
He who cross
And that nigga Short tell that nigga Jasper swag me up
Swag me up, swag is us, who can tell me how the fuck
Our number one fans is faggots that used
Niggas smile at my struggle, say am a pussy
They don't understand this shit fully
Y'all niggas take it prematurely
Rapping is the shit that
follow me biatch!
Nigga what, nigga who?
Nigga what, nigga who?
Switcha flow, getcha dough
Can't fuck with this Roc-a-Fella shit doe
Switcha flow,
follow me biatch!
Nigga what, nigga who?
Nigga what, nigga who?
Switcha flow, getcha dough
Can't fuck with this Roc-a-Fella shit doe
Switcha flow,
the llello and weigh it
735's I drive fits ta match, when I past
Bitches ask, "Who the fuck was that?"
Girl that's Juvenile you don't know'em he on fire
17
in slow motion
I guess I'm way to cocky with flow
Like fanzi I don't know
Cause I cause commotion
This is no promotion
I'm over thinking, Over
Juvenile Mind Lyrics
I’m wide awake
In bed
I need a break
My head is racing
I really hate it
Somebody take
My stress
Cause everyday
This
Roc-a-fella
Y'all know what this is
We givin' y'all five seconds to put your drink down
And report to the dance floor immediately
All the bustas
featuring Big Tymers, Hot Boys
{Juvenile}
How you love this playboy? This one here bezzled out.
With the Hot Boys and the Tear da
ain't new to this, I met this air stewardess
Who knows the ins and outs on how to get it in and out, nigga
[Lloyd Banks]
Ya if I put a dress code all
I'm a narcissist
Always out just to start some shit
So who the fuck gon' be around that
Hang by my lonely, godly spirit on me
Grand rising
Thanking
I'm a narcissist
Always out just to start some shit
So who the fuck gon' be around that
Hang by my lonely, godly spirit on me
Grand rising
Thanking
way back
Get that Pine-Sol and that Ajax
'Cause this dry cough is just like football umpires callin' a playback
Bitch, back the fuck up like fifteen
horrendously horny
What would really get me off is adventures with Rick and Morty!
(Get schwifty) I'm just a juvenile being jazzy
This the type of track that I
I’m wide awake in bed
I need a break my head is racing
I really hate it
Somebody take my stress
Cause every day this mess is making
Me so impatient
I'm wide awake in bed
I need a break my head is racing
I really hate it
Somebody take my stress
Cause every day this mess is making
Me so impatient
a siblings Skippy jar
Who branched off into ninja stars
And never knew his shit was sharp
To here with a higher purpose
And a prime alert to juvenile
the Mac and the Calliope,
They came together and controlled nothin' but the dope,
This shit is real, I ain't gone bullshit at all bro,
The real story about
Talking big shit over this mic man
Fuck this mic
Fuck this pop filter
Fuck this XLR cable man
Fuck this Volt
Fuck this Mac
Fuck this fucking studio
this new joint, the Glocko Pop, Glocko Pop?
Yeah, Glocko Pop, oh, I love that song, oh my God
Here it is, just for you, sugar
Bobby Digital back
I don't care what you're saying to me
I put My effort in this shit and I guess it was for free
I hear a knocking at my door like who the fuck could
ejaculated
Did it by myself, no help like I masturbated
They say I’m soft, well, fuck
I’ll get castrated
Sell my balls to one of you
Haters who can’t make
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