Woorden: Juvenile. 400 Degreez. Juvenile On Fire.
Let's say I'm in a room with a bitch and the hoe don't wanna fuck
Like a man I'ma beat my meat and get my fuckin' nut
Fo' sho she gonna be drove then and I'ma cut the TV off
And got to sleep on that hoe then
Now tell that to your girlfriend, you tell her everything else
She goin' to be with her boyfriend, you goin' to be by your damsel
While I'm in my Benz with your friend and she 'bout to get nervous
Baby I don't want nothing but some mouth and lip service
Don't act bad, don't get mad, that's all I can do with you
'Cause I don't want your ass
Look you kinda fine with a nigga name on your spine
Now respect my fuckin' mind, how I'ma hit that from behind
Got a hoe across the court and molly boots the next door
I'm getting tired of you rappers, it's time for me to restore
I done fixed these bitches house up and have them living swell
But and still a nigga like me was eating a taco bell
But after that shit, all that trick shit, I stopped it
And lock my fuckin' pockets, you can't kick it or pop it
Now I get what I can get out of these hoes and I'm up
And if she wanna flex up then I'ma back the hoe up
Girl that's Juvenile, you don't know he on fire
17 inch momo's like magic on his tires
Girl that's Juvenile, you don't know he on fire
17 inch momo's like magic on his tires
Girl that's Juvenile, you don't know he on fire
17 inch momo's like magic on his tires
Girl that's Juvenile, you don't know he on fire
17 inch momo's like magic on his tires
See I know how to treat a hoe, just talkin' and great a hoe
Make a know I don't need a hoe, don't mix up your people hoe
If I tell you do something, you better do what I say
If you plannin' on playin' me, better get out my way
A bitch will get you killed, that's the way I think
From some old bitch ass nigga tryin' to receive my bank
Pussy come and it go, it been like that before I got here
Pussy don't wait for me or no nigga but it's gonna stop here
For a little while, so I'ma get what I could
And if she 'bout sucking some dick, I ain't hatin' its all good
Now can I get that out you, it ain't hard to do
You's a fine muthafucka and it starts with you
I'm trying to fuck something till it can't see
What I'ma show you with this dick, you gonna thank me
A nigga gonna be like that until the moment I retire
Ask them bitches 'bout me and they gonna say that I'm on fire
Girl that's Juvenile, you don't know he on fire
17 inch momo's like magic on his tires
Girl that's Juvenile, you don't know he on fire
17 inch momo's like magic on his tires
Girl that's Juvenile, you don't know he on fire
17 inch momo's like magic on his tires
Girl that's Juvenile, you don't know he on fire
17 inch momo's like magic on his tires
If I even fuck with a bitch she gonna know
Not to conversate with nigga's and to open my door
My business is my business, it ain't to be heard
My nigga's is my nigga's, so you don't say a word
And you don't touch my shit, you don't drive my shit
I got dope in the house and I hide my shit
I have bad nerves, I hope you don't try my shit
Do right and nice things I'ma buy my bitch
Some bitches you gotta play 'em with a long string
You play them close and you gonna be bangin' wrong things
You got something that I hear you don't wanna bring
You not a muthafuckin' player you a punk main
Let me get one of them hoes up on this dope dick
Stop handcuffin' that bitch let her approach this
You know when Juvenile comes he has to smoke shit
I'm on fire on fire, you know this
Girl that's Juvenile, you don't know he on fire
17 inch momo's like magic on his tires
Girl that's Juvenile, you don't know he on fire
17 inch momo's like magic on his tires
Girl that's Juvenile, you don't know he on fire
17 inch momo's like magic on his tires
Girl that's Juvenile, you don't know he on fire
17 inch momo's like magic on his tires
Girl that's Juvenile, you don't know he on fire
17 inch momo's like magic on his tires
Girl that's Juvenile, you don't know he on fire
17 inch momo's like magic on his tires
You can fuck my bitch, yea
You can fuck my bitch
You can fuck my bitch
You can fuck my bitch
Let me fuck your bitch, I don't love that bitch
I don't trust that bitch, you can fuck my bitch
Let me fuck your bitch, I don't love that bitch
I don't trust that bitch, you can fuck my bitch
Let me fuck your bitch, I don't love that bitch
I don't trust that bitch, you can fuck my bitch
Let me fuck your bitch, I don't love that bitch
I don't trust that bitch
You don't know he on fire
You don't know he on fire
You don't know he on fire
You don't know he on fire
My bitch is your bitch, my bitch is your bitch
(Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot)
Your bitch is my bitch, my bitch is your bitch
(Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot)
My bitch is your bitch, your bitch is my bitch
(Hot, hot, hot)
Like a man I'ma beat my meat and get my fuckin' nut
Fo' sho she gonna be drove then and I'ma cut the TV off
And got to sleep on that hoe then
Now tell that to your girlfriend, you tell her everything else
She goin' to be with her boyfriend, you goin' to be by your damsel
While I'm in my Benz with your friend and she 'bout to get nervous
Baby I don't want nothing but some mouth and lip service
Don't act bad, don't get mad, that's all I can do with you
'Cause I don't want your ass
Look you kinda fine with a nigga name on your spine
Now respect my fuckin' mind, how I'ma hit that from behind
Got a hoe across the court and molly boots the next door
I'm getting tired of you rappers, it's time for me to restore
I done fixed these bitches house up and have them living swell
But and still a nigga like me was eating a taco bell
But after that shit, all that trick shit, I stopped it
And lock my fuckin' pockets, you can't kick it or pop it
Now I get what I can get out of these hoes and I'm up
And if she wanna flex up then I'ma back the hoe up
Girl that's Juvenile, you don't know he on fire
17 inch momo's like magic on his tires
Girl that's Juvenile, you don't know he on fire
17 inch momo's like magic on his tires
Girl that's Juvenile, you don't know he on fire
17 inch momo's like magic on his tires
Girl that's Juvenile, you don't know he on fire
17 inch momo's like magic on his tires
See I know how to treat a hoe, just talkin' and great a hoe
Make a know I don't need a hoe, don't mix up your people hoe
If I tell you do something, you better do what I say
If you plannin' on playin' me, better get out my way
A bitch will get you killed, that's the way I think
From some old bitch ass nigga tryin' to receive my bank
Pussy come and it go, it been like that before I got here
Pussy don't wait for me or no nigga but it's gonna stop here
For a little while, so I'ma get what I could
And if she 'bout sucking some dick, I ain't hatin' its all good
Now can I get that out you, it ain't hard to do
You's a fine muthafucka and it starts with you
I'm trying to fuck something till it can't see
What I'ma show you with this dick, you gonna thank me
A nigga gonna be like that until the moment I retire
Ask them bitches 'bout me and they gonna say that I'm on fire
Girl that's Juvenile, you don't know he on fire
17 inch momo's like magic on his tires
Girl that's Juvenile, you don't know he on fire
17 inch momo's like magic on his tires
Girl that's Juvenile, you don't know he on fire
17 inch momo's like magic on his tires
Girl that's Juvenile, you don't know he on fire
17 inch momo's like magic on his tires
If I even fuck with a bitch she gonna know
Not to conversate with nigga's and to open my door
My business is my business, it ain't to be heard
My nigga's is my nigga's, so you don't say a word
And you don't touch my shit, you don't drive my shit
I got dope in the house and I hide my shit
I have bad nerves, I hope you don't try my shit
Do right and nice things I'ma buy my bitch
Some bitches you gotta play 'em with a long string
You play them close and you gonna be bangin' wrong things
You got something that I hear you don't wanna bring
You not a muthafuckin' player you a punk main
Let me get one of them hoes up on this dope dick
Stop handcuffin' that bitch let her approach this
You know when Juvenile comes he has to smoke shit
I'm on fire on fire, you know this
Girl that's Juvenile, you don't know he on fire
17 inch momo's like magic on his tires
Girl that's Juvenile, you don't know he on fire
17 inch momo's like magic on his tires
Girl that's Juvenile, you don't know he on fire
17 inch momo's like magic on his tires
Girl that's Juvenile, you don't know he on fire
17 inch momo's like magic on his tires
Girl that's Juvenile, you don't know he on fire
17 inch momo's like magic on his tires
Girl that's Juvenile, you don't know he on fire
17 inch momo's like magic on his tires
You can fuck my bitch, yea
You can fuck my bitch
You can fuck my bitch
You can fuck my bitch
Let me fuck your bitch, I don't love that bitch
I don't trust that bitch, you can fuck my bitch
Let me fuck your bitch, I don't love that bitch
I don't trust that bitch, you can fuck my bitch
Let me fuck your bitch, I don't love that bitch
I don't trust that bitch, you can fuck my bitch
Let me fuck your bitch, I don't love that bitch
I don't trust that bitch
You don't know he on fire
You don't know he on fire
You don't know he on fire
You don't know he on fire
My bitch is your bitch, my bitch is your bitch
(Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot)
Your bitch is my bitch, my bitch is your bitch
(Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot)
My bitch is your bitch, your bitch is my bitch
(Hot, hot, hot)
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