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Albums:

Four Tops/Four Tops Second Album (The Four Tops) · Four Tops/Four Tops Second Album (The Four Tops) · Lap of Honour (Kaiser Chiefs) · Juvenile Presents: Street Stories (UTP) · 101 Running Songs, Lap 2 (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Lap of Luxury (Cheap Trick) · Big Tymers Featuring the Hot Boys/Juvenile (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Rock'n'Roll Juvenile (Cliff Richard) · Juvenile Hell (Mobb Deep) · Lap of Luxury (Cheap Trick) – and 90 other albums »


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
smooth as glass, the sun is goin' down
A red seagull's blowin' by makin' one last lap around
Seems like yesterday I was sittin' on top of the world
I'm
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
Ride Bentley's 'round the city on buttons, ya bitch
Arm hangin', wrist blingin' - just stun'n and shit
Drop the top, block is hot
Stay bumpin', ya
love slingin' this white shit
S.S., Monte Carlo's, hard-tops - we love that shit
'Bout two-hundred thugs with this clique
We multiply everyday for
love slingin' this white s***
S.S., Monte Carlo's, hard-tops - we love that s***
'Bout two-hundred thugs with this clique
We multiply everyday for
in the lap
And if its slow in the ass back to the rope and the mask

(Chorus) (Lil Wayne)
Man we got that white girl,
And wigga talk bout uh price
the top laid back
Black hat, fine blonde, cold pabst in my lap
I'll adapt
To any and all situations
Thats why the call me the pimp of the nation
Hey b****
Lyle spit this out right now
And get em with Juvenile feed pitbull puppies, bologna in the projects
You wanna die next?
Nah, he wanna live, and he
in the lap
And if its slow in the ass back to the rope and the mask

(Chorus) (Lil Wayne)
Man we got that white girl,
And wigga talk bout uh price
a bitch, bitch, head in they lap, lap
My team ain't wit' it, we dreamed and did it
Leaned and pivot, schemed for digits
Everything you seen, we lived it
Married to the game, made a bad bitch yours
When I get signed homie I'mma buy a strap
Straight from the CIA, set it on my lap
Take a few M-16s
Married to the game, made a bad bitch yours
When I get signed homie I'mma buy a strap
Straight from the CIA, set it on my lap
Take a few M-16s
This chant shan't rely on the strong lap
Trying and live so you best realize
That the gift that I present, I say gift wrap
Style of the Tune is
'Plug tunin''

Vocal is local so believe that
This chant shan't rely on the strong lap
Trying and live so you best realize
That the gift that I
This chant shan't rely on the strong lap
Trying and live so you best realise
That the gift that i present, i say gift wrap
Style of the tune is
lap it's more like a marathon
This track ain't no track just something I set it on
Live life in harmony, put love in your arms
Forgive to receive
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
live and direct without further adieu
I bring to you Redman one more time
This is Jeff Stewart and you know how I do it god damn!

So who's that
Allergic to ya sperm broke hives
Concerned about ya ;ife when ya down eight lives
Top of the night I'm up in queens like ah yeah

[Repeat 1]
[Verse 2]
Right back on top of things
Blowing up without dropping names
And I'm lifted
Locked the game, but if I go down to Hopsin lane
I guarantee I'll
{Sound of a helicopter} 

[Officer 1] 
Juvenile 
You are not a soldier 
Put down your soldier rag and ground the chopper 
If you don't we
hestiation
Live with the funkdafied cutie pie
Gat by the thigh, the Smalls by her side
If you fuck with her you got to fuck with me
And we'll be rapping
written on your cooch 
With rubber demands, condoms in your soft hands 

I got plans for booty work to catch a lap dance 
That skirt is workin', and by
a phony bitch that front that chunk chummy
I'm me top shotta' drop the top toppa'
Big fat pussy with a icy watch

I am your leader, yes I am your leader