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Playin by different bitches cuz my face in the paper
Profile done although she couldnt describe me I got the eraser
I don't
sittin' in the middle
Me and my son, Wheezy, got a house by the water
I'll be fuckin' bad bitches (bad bitches, bad bitches)
I be hittin' they daughters
finga up when I'm after you
Now I strap a big dick by the Girbaud sign
You heard I'm fuckin yo bitch, so you grabbin yo 9
Movin up like you got it on yo
the streets at midnight, the little terror
Huh, I get better by the letter
A true breed, head to juvenile once more
A twenty bag of funk, shall I say more?
break a nigga like a Kit-Kat)
Lil nigga I got big bank
I was 'bout to eat that pussy but that shit stank
Girl I want to eat your pussy but I just
Bitch I know you wanna tell ya girlfriends how it was
To get hit from the back, in the back of the 'Lac by a thug
And to get ran through until you get
in the streets
I'm fully in it bitch, your shit is juvenile to me
We can squash it, go 'head let you warm up the crowd for me
I hate to even be like
I proposed with a wedding ring
Sunny
I'll work in that
By the sweat of my brows I gotta eat
They want see me down and stuck on E
One day imma rise
side no pussy's on deck
I cut niggers off with no scissors who holding me back
I'm the only real one in this bitch who got my back
Only time I'm feeling
really wanted to talk about like
You know, it's crazy how
How Jesus is in the bible and he don't get no pussy at all
A 33 year old virgin
Yeah it's
Know ima dog
I don't play with no pussy cat
Get in dem draws
Kill that lil kitty Kat
She grab my balls
When I hit it from the back
Dont hit the mall
tracks pussy in every borough
Kidnap ya, tie ya down, drug ya, "Kiss the Girls"
Klack automatics no matter the pressure the static (klack)
I blow you by
U.S.S.R.
P.L.O. style got thrown out the car
and ran over, by the Method Man jeep
Divine can't define my style is so deep
like pussy, my low cut fade stay
No big up our gun men, seen? (Big up, big up)
Cuh dis ah 94' when ah RAA fi kill people and kyaan dun
Nuh waan pussy hole hold di kaanah
Watch
No big up our gun men, seen? (Big up, big up)
Cuh dis ah 94' when ah RAA fi kill people and kyaan dun
Nuh waan pussy hole hold di kaanah
Watch
stupid ass, run it back
That HBO shit, I must address that
Once and for all, what's my opinion on Jamie Foxx?
He pussy, plus he ain't funny as Chris
swordfightin'
I'm slicin' organs with songwritin', I dwarf giants
I hope I'm rubbin' you pussies wrong sort of like poor dykin'
I smoke philosophy, I snort
sensação yhhhh yhhhhhh
Eu Sou músico não um criminal
Tantas olhos em um juvenile
I told my bro music is the shadow am in love
Said I told my bro music
crops
Yo beautiful, cut the cabbage and sell it as pharmaceuticals
I react the baddest juvenile bite off his cuticles
I'm stone, to the bone, flip
repeater, it'll pick your pack
Yeah, Peter Piper pick a pussy for me to whack
Kit Kat how I break the bars off of the bat
I be all around the pussy like I'm
Williams, a ride or die chick
Thug girls in the club raise 'em up high miss
Pussy pop for me, make it drop for me
Be a lady on the block but keep it hot for
"Juvenile, stay off them streets."
I can't help, I draw attention, they be fuckin' with me
I'm hot in the ass and can't get enough of these streets
and the H-Beezey
I can't be late
I'm gone see ya when I could
Here's Juve on the hip
Let 'em know it was all good
[Juvenile]
Oh oh there she go
On the way
Jsem kat, chci její hlavu (Ah)
Jsem vrah, chci její hlavu (Woo)
Jsem sebevrah, dám jí svojí hlavu
Je zkurvеně mokrá, plavu (Splash)
Jsem kat, chci její
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