[Juvenile talking]
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Whats up everybody
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This your boy Juve The Great
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Right here with my people sinister
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And we about to take y'all back to the old school
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That old school gangster shit
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Check this shit out
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[Juvenile]
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We the only ones with work in the middle of the drought
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then them niggaz round the corner come and see what we about
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But we don't know they face so we don't want them by the house
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But Skipper started bustin when he saw them pullin out
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We did them niggaz dirty for fuckin up our vibe
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We packed up all our shit and moved it to the other side
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Visited our spot this girl was on my dick
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She said I love you Juvenile but you know you the shit
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I grabbed on my glock its where the fools hang out
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I'm only tryin to hustle another change route
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But they ain't gettin nothin if I ain't on beam
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I'ma leave them niggaz sufferin to find they own things
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Workin with plenty if you talkin 'bout hoes
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I don't give them a penny and they comin out they clothes
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Grabbin on my jimmy to see if nigga swole
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Have to get em right with this big 'ol totem pole
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[Chorus]
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Yes I'm thuggin Yes I'm clubbin
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I ain't trippin on you look bitch I'm buzzin
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Hoes and niggaz I'm not lovin
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Fuck what you gettin if I ain't got nothin
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What's happenin, what's happenin, what's happenin with that
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What's happenin, what's happenin, what's happenin with that
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What's happenin, what's happenin, what's happenin, what's happenin
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What's happenin, what's happenin, what's happenin with that
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[Juvenile]
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We pull up in front the club and my rims was lookin nice
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The subwoofers bumpin, I need it in my life
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Had a couple of fellas stuntin with they eyes
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We jumped out of the Lexus and got they mind right
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See I ain't gotta rep cause they know I got chains
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You can catch me in that Rover or that money green thang
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Get a fish and shrimp po' boy and go sit on St. James
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I'm a playa like my ole boy thats where I get game
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Hoes start passin cause they want me to see 'em
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Ain't givin no action if they want some per diem
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I keep a soldier rag from the A.M. to the P.M
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My heater in my lap lookin great up in the B-M
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I know them niggaz watchin cause they know that I'm buck
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But they can catch a hot one for fuckin with a thug
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Nothin was poppin so we went in the club
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All the hoes started jockin cause they knew who we was
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[Chorus]
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[Juvenile]
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The owner wasn't trippin, he let a nigga in an
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The place was jumpin and the hoes was grinnin
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Not at us though it was at the other women
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Some was butterscotch some yellow like lemon
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Had a couple of foul ones chicken and pigeons
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Some was kinda fine but them bitches didnt listen
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Told them meet us outside them hoes got missin
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Put it in reverse and went back for more women
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Everybody's rollin and you can really see it
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Look at how they scopin for somebody to be with
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I ain't on shit and Ive been G'in since the 80's
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Ain't about goin somewhere probably then "Beat It"
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You already know by the way that I'm rockin
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if you ain't goin then ain't nothin poppin
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Now I'm about to leave cause these niggaz eavesdroppin
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I got my heater on me now and I don't have to cock it
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[Chorus]
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What's Happenin'
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| Juvenile |
