Lyrics:
CMR bitch. G Code nigga G code nigga G code nigga
Juvenile:
I ain't no pussy ass nigga (ya understand)
I'm a rapper but I'm still
[Verse 1: Juvenile]
Uh, Uh, Uh I took my first break in seventy-five
I tell the story like yesterday when(??) was alive
didn't do shit with my
[Juvenile]
I'm a T.C. solja, New Orleans stunna
If a b**** leave me, I'm a take every thing from her
Leave while ya can, or ya mom will pick ya
don't like me.
I should go up in the bitch bustin.
But they got innocent by-standards..
that never did the click nuthin.
(Chorus 5x)
Da, daa, daa, daa
back
Supportin' every dream I got
You best believe, man, I dreamed a lot
Me and Rude Boy, I'm trying to tell ya,
Not a day goes by in life, we don't
can tell by the way the boy burps
that it's gotta taste fine.
Marco Polo craved the spice and silk
And Rufus craves the mamma's milk
No moo-cow no
the bricks
While I fly private jet out of town by a bitch
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: Juvenile]
Tryin to be here to see my seeds, when they have they seeds
the block and open up
We gon' die by that
(repeat)
Juvenile:
We raised up lookin' at trees and brick walls
Foreign properties and pack some menthals
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
I flip and scrip 9 minute EF three
Playin by different bitches 'cause my face in the paper
Profile done although she couldnt describe me I got
want lie
I just got to get loose
With you tonight
I don't want to down you, I want to make you high
And I get this feeling whenever you walk by
If
want lie
I just got to get loose
With you tonight
I don't want to down you, I want to make you high
And I get this feeling whenever you walk by
If
want you, I want you, I want you
Fresh ass nigga with a big ass chain
By the end of the night, they gone know my name
They gone know, how I came
They
eight zero,
Popped on that ass, got her nothin', I was outty,
Now she calls me sayin' how she feel about me,
"Come back to me, Juvenile, I'm beggin' you
Couple niggas dying sick of turning up at funerals
Police got me fucked up got me locked up in the juvenile
Got my momma crying cus she just wanted
back, let it all go by
We'll lay it down, stay with me now
Just for a while get juvenile
One day soon you'll laugh about it
Now you're up here, don't you
a Fortune)
VERSE (2)
Mamma I be with it
Poppa I'm a get it
I'm headed to the finish
Head on high
Hurted by my exes
I don't like the lies
I try and I try
fly private jet out of town by a bitch
[Chorus]
[Juvenile]
Tryin to be here to see my seeds, when they have they seeds
Long as I breathe ain't
Are you a child or a youth in need of help
Are you being bullied at school by a peer, or a teacher
Are you facing any other similar crisis
If you
[Juvenile]
I bust you in your motherfuckin mouth for talkin
The beast of beasts is in here, and 1 or us ain't walkin
Hope you got your boys and you
and scrip 9 minute EF three
Playin by different bitches cuz my face in the paper
Profile done although she couldnt describe me I got the eraser
I don't
I can't stop at all
Uh
Drug abuser
Mad man
Juvenile
Want someone to hold his hand
Ya
Taliban
Living kamikaze
He don't care who in his way he still
(gave it my all)
It ain't alright (never goes right)
I turned to the drugs (turned to the drugs)
A remedy to help me get by tonight
I bleed when I cough
just running around the hood
Walking to school by myself at only 7years old
Mamma letting me see and experience shit on my own
Making me stronger told me
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