Lyrics:
comin wit dat drama that you can't even duck
Buck, buck, off the top, nigga you can't even duck
Baby Gangsta, heart stopper, car stopper
I tote this
Young niggaz in the wild life
Criminal mind of a juvenile still live a child life
Thinking he can make his pay
Too in a rush, niggaz better slow down
and my momma use to sit and watch the lion king
She had a pathfinder to yea bumping Yolanda Adams
Or four hundred degreez by juvenile
And we ain't never
Juvenile (Juvenile)
Baby, let me get the keys to the Rover Truck
Man, let me get this beef shit over, bruh
But wait, my nigga, Baby, he live on chrome
My
got me the keys
This life that we live, It's just not what it seems
I'll go straight to the top, won't stop by any means
Prayers for my enemies
Slide in
words I live by the gat and that's my toy
And out on the streets, I'm mama's bad boy
[Chorus]
Diamond in the back, sunroof top
Digging in the scene with
slipped
The Mac is cuttin records and punks are gettin ripped
Gangster I am, bust the lyrics like a drive-by
You wanna sleep? Well, it's lights out,
Don't wan' waste your time
Baby ain't no lie
Could be U N I tonight
Don't be juvenile
Let's not do the signs
Do you wan' be mine tonight?
You could
a benz while a bitch is sitting on my lap
Im gonna be a rockstar aint no turning back
Im gonna be a popstar put chains on my neck
Im gonna be on top
Juvenile (Juvenile)
Baby, let me get the keys to the Rover Truck
Man, let me get this beef shit over, bruh
But wait, my nigga, Baby, he live on chrome
My
she grillin' me, Black?
Admit I'm the man or else I'll twist ya uterus back
On my lap, in the jet to Miami and back
When I tear through new school,
name is and I'm here to say
Fuck any rapper alive who starts their rap that way
Including me, indubitably
I poo and pee, so juvenile
On the ones and twos
, top, ayy)
'64 side to side, it bounce, ribbit (ribbit, ribbit, ribbit, ayy)
Rapping shit we live, we been did it (been, been, ayy)
Mix and match my
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
throw the blower in his lap
Walk myself to the court like, "Man
I did that!" ain't no Black Power when your
Baby killed by a coward
I can't even keep
begin
G-Code, nigga, live by it, die by it
South Beach, I don't stop, I just ride by it
In the streets, I done ducked a couple drive-bys
I thank God that
[Lil' Keke]
Woody,Wodie,Woody,Wodie........
[Juvenile]
My nigga,my motherfuckin',my wodie-May'ron
My people like used to be runnin' with up in
the money we outta the trap house
Cause I used to live by my lonely
Now everyday look like we got a frat house
We up until 5 in the morning
And partying hard
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
was in my lap and on my head was a top hat
While I was sitting at a table with a rabbit and a rat
And the hand I was dealt with was either sanity
tuberculosis, folks."
People hurried by, gray shadows on a distant wall.
It was getting late and no money to score.
He turned into a side street and the lake
Ayo check this out son
This is my man Nas Escobar
And I go by the name of Cormega you know
(you gonna get your self murdered)
Yo check this out
well because shit its been a hell of a year
Alot of ups and downs but I'll never give up that aint how I live
Pistol already cocked sitting in my lap
the back
Eight track slap off the rack, I have to relapse
Po' of the fo' out the tap, break a bro back to the snap
She lives in my lap, eager to give up
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