Lyrics:
ready to make him mad.
I'm glad I had to wait awhile,
A little bit too juvenile.
I needed to refine my style, a silk suit
And a crocodile smile.
[Juvenile]
You need a nigga that stay sharp, always got money
Pockets stay full of them big-face hundreds
A nigga with tattoos all over his arm
and listen to Juvenile
I like that South shit, all my niggaz is wild
You gotta come up with a new plan, I'm sayin man
South boys ain't fuckin playin -
Tangled in my dreams, swimming forever
So I listen to the radio (listen to the radio)
And all the songs we used to know (we listened to)
So I listen
Hey, everybody, gather 'round
Listen to that bongo sound
Grab the first one in your reach
Now we're going to shake the beach
Do the clam, do
Don't you feel it growin', day by day
People gettin' ready for the news
Some are happy, some are sad
Oh, we got to let the music play
What
I'm not Pygmalion
Hooked by failure
Ruled as a juvenile
Aged as an infantile
Subject to the ladder
Ruined by affection
Excepted by exception
to the banjo wind
A sad song drifting low
Listen to the tears roll
Down my face as she turns to go
Running down by the lake shore
She did love the sound
[B.G.]
I'm a young nigga, go by tha name B.G.
Don't stunt, nigga, my K hold fifty
And I will use, in a minute you six feet
I refuse to lose, I
(light 'em up)
Don't come actin' juvenile
It's just a waste of time
(Now move them hands up off yo' hips)
Old enough to get it on
As long as you're
played by a soldier's grave
So sad it torments your soul
Just listen to that north wind moan
Tonight it's so dark and cold.
Somewhere a siren cuts
I wanna dance by water 'neath the Mexican sky
Drink some Margaritas by a string of blue lights
Listen to the Mariachi play at midnight
Are you
Listen, it could be calling now for you
Flower people walk on by
Flower people don't you cry
It's not too late (No!)
It's not too late
Listen (Shh)
to stand you up again family
By your side
In seconds if you ask it
Arms out wide to welcome you to stay
Near enough, To listen to your hearts song
Always
and handsome
And she's known quite well by all
She came down from Birmingham
On the Wabash Cannonball
Well now listen to the jingle
To the rumble
and don't cry, no, listen
And when you have heartaches
You wanna know why sometimes, listen
Just remember that God is standing near by
And when you have
You sit in silence
And the river answers
And I have loved you many, many years
I saw you standing by the wondrous river
And I have come today
to shooters now
You was wild, juvenile
You caught a case when you was an adult
And ain't gon' lie, you thought it was gon' be the same as juvenile
When you
You've been a juvenile
With a dolphin smile
With no elbow room
With your body in bloom
You've had your little backyard
Protected by big walls
You
[Juvenile]
Look I'm tryin to live right now
Make a better place for my kids right now
Or get out my face is how it is right now
All I wanna have is
Don't you feel it growin', day by day
People gettin' ready for the news
Some are happy, some are sad
Got to let the music play
What the people
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
night and listen
As we used to sing in the evening by the moonlight
In the evening by the moonlight
You could hear banjos ringing
You could hear
perfect
The delivery flawless
And it always feels like I'm hittin' the mark
'Til I go sit in the car
Listen and pick it apart
Like, "This shit is garbage!"
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