{Ju-Ju-Ju-Ju-Juvenile}
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[Intro: repeat 2X]
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I get plenty cheese, plenty plenty cheese [3X]
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Cheese {YEAHHHHH}
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BREAK!!!
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[Chorus: repeat 2X]
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While you niggaz steady talkin, we be gettin money
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24/7 on the grizzy that's how we hustlin
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We be gettin money, we be gettin money
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We be gettin money over you we gettin money
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[Juvenile]
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I bleed lighter fluid, I'm on my barbecue
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So keep you guard up boy 'fore I bark at you
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I get plenty cheese, I'm a la macaroni
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I'm shittin on 'em like my money got a bladder on it
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Thug G hard, somewhere the gangster put a saddle on it
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Get rid of beef like a trunkload of cattle on me
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At America's Game, you missed the ceremony
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That bitch got papers on me, got me an alimony
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The mayor went and told the chief to put a handle on me
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Tourists visitin to see what's all the pandemony
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I parked the Benz, slang and win, they got the Phanton on me
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They tried to tune a nigga out, I changed the channel on me
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Bitches fallin in love, they burnin cameras on me
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Meanwhile these niggaz schemin and scammin on me
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Go 'head and hate, keep on runnin to what I carry on me
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I'm at the plate with the bat, I'm doin the Barry homey!
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[Chorus]
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[Shawty Lo]
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Gene Gene with the thing now it's buckwild
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Shoot a nigga, I ain't care, went to Juvenile
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When I came home, it was ninety-six
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Got a introduce, to the money bitch
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All I want is bread, now I'm hood rich
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Bankhead Shawty, let's do this
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Fuck it I'm so rich, so I bless my wrists
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A hundred carats, you silly rabbit
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I won't stop now, I had to elevate
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I'm a millionaire, and I ain't graduate
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I'm ballin up the boozy, I gotta stomach ache
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Don't ever wake up, yeah my life great
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[Chorus]
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They tried to tune a nigga out, I changed the channel on me [2X]
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[Dorrough]
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I'm somethin like a pimp, with a bitch to please
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From the hood so I'll take a bitch to Mickey D's
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I get plenty money, I get plenty cheese
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Livin life high since the first day I hit the weed
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Bought a Lambo, which now means I get to speed
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Never know what I'ma do they call me Mr. Trickysleeves
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Lil' momma out of line? I tell her hit the trees
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Krystal wanna spend the night I told her wait 'til Vickie leaves
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D-O-double-R, oh you can't forget G
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H-Town, D-Town, on my way to T-Town
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N.Y.C. me, watch me break a beat down
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Lose a bitch, grab a badder bitch off the rebound
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See a hater slide him, before my niggaz him
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Screamin money ain't a problem, watch me stick him up and rob him
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24 cal, light weap' revolver
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Nigga try to come between the money that's a problem solver
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[Chorus]
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BREAK!!! [echoes]
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We Be Getting Money
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| Juvenile |
