Juveniles
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Aye, yeah Yeah, yeah, aye Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, okay, yeah yeah Jungle Beats, holla at me Okay, now after you back it up then stop Wha-wha-wha-wha drop it like it's hot Okay, now after you back it up then stop Wha-wha-wha-wha drop it like it's hot I know you just can't understand it like how she have it I guess that ass can turn to magic ride it like Aladdin Okay ten toes bouncing on that dick like she can manage Okay like where the freak hoes Like bounce that ass and make them motherfuckin' knees show Hold up, 80 grand, 20 grand, all up in my hand Damn please understand Damn, ma'am, see I'm really 'bout these bands How you came with all of that She gon' bust it from the front And I'm gon' catch it from the back Molly got me crazy, I'm feeling upset Percs too lazy, can't focus If she don't pay her bills today, she's upset I'm gon' pay her rent today, you know this Okay I'll whip it out the lot same time I whip it out the pot I threw up fifty bands I saw it fallin' from the sky My ring is on a hunnid VVS's on the watch Okay these niggas they be hatin' yeah they hard to rock Girl you workin' with some ass, yeah You bad, yeah Make a nigga spend his cash, yeah His last check Hoes ridin' like they mad, yeah Like f*ck yeah I'm a big time nigga, yeah Money flippa, yeah Okay get it like it's good, yeah Understood, yeah Girl you workin' with some ass, yeah You bad, yeah Make a nigga spend his cash, yeah His last check Hoes ridin' like they mad, yeah Like f*ck yeah AK-47, get sent to heaven I can't f*ck with no opp hoes I learned my lesson Let a nigga try to rob me and I'ma bless him .30 clip up in that Ruger nigga keep a weapon Lil baby say she wanna f*ck with me She wanna f*ck wit' a lil' nigga from them streets And I'm a hot nigga leave a nigga in them streets That lil' TEC hot knock a nigga off his feet I was like sixteen toting sixteen Just a young fly nigga with a big dream These bitches they be on me say macaroni, aye Switch like Michael Jordan shoot shots like Kobe Bitches started hating since I'm getting the bag Still keep a Uzi on my lap and True's on my ass All these bitches they be freaks and they be shakin' that ass Had to run my money up and show her that I'm the man Like girl you workin' with some ass, yeah You bad, yeah Make a nigga spend his cash, yeah His last check Hoes ridin' like they mad, yeah Like f*ck yeah I'm a big time nigga, yeah Money flippa, yeah Okay get it like it's good, yeah Understood, yeah Girl you workin' with some ass, yeah You bad, yeah Make a nigga spend his cash, yeah His last check Hoes ridin' like they mad, yeah Like f*ck yeah
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Written by: Bryan O. Thomas, Dwayne Carter, Isaiah Rivera, Nick Simmons, Orlando Jahlil Tucker, Terius Gray
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