Juvenile Lyrics
Juvenile Lyrics
"For Everybody Lyrics"
Living Proof Lyrics
Living Proof - Cat Power It's not your face Or the color of your hair Or the sound of your voice my dear That's got me dragged in here It's the ice in the seam, the scheme of you You're supposed to have the answer You're supposed to have living proof Yes i was jealous Because you are sworn How could you come undone to a word so strong My beatin
Living Proof - Cat Power It's not your face Or the color of your hair Or the sound of your voice my dear That's got me dragged in here It's the ice in the seam, the scheme of you You're supposed to have the answer You're supposed to have living proof Yes i was jealous Because you are sworn How could you come undone to a word so strong My beatin
[Wacko]
Yeah, U T P nigga, come on! K L C nigga, come on! Holla!
[Verse 1: Wacko]
I done tightened up on my G dog
Wacko outcher flippin' these hoes like see saws
Ya man trippin'? Girl, look we can creep on
Ya friends stressin' too, I'll flip all 3 of yall
Respect my steez, I ain't really bout fallin in love
I travel too much and Baby sling too many drugs
Stay in the wrong place at the wrong time
With 2 bricks,(two of 'em) and a chrome 9
To these niggas I'm easy to be provokin'
Look, I got 1 in the chamber and I been smokin'
Don't make me proceed
I'll hit you from ya neck to ya knees
Have ya gaggin' where ya barely could breathe
But I ain't in here for this
Whoadie, I'm in here to get me a bitch
Bring her back
Road Trippin' Lyrics
Feed the cat, grab the road map Put the house key under the mat Don't forget to leave the kitchen light on Pack your bags, hit the trail Tell the neighbors to pick up the mail The nice couple down at the end of the street With the pink flamingo 'neath the willow tree Chorus: Put your silver key into my cold ignition Burn a little rubber with me to the telly to issue some dick
Hook up with Juve and Skip, go get me a brick
And get ready for next Sunday, to snatch a new bitch
[Chorus: repeat 3X]
[Juvenile] You can have an ole' lady
[Skip] But them hoes
[Wacko] They for everybody
[Juvenile] Let her go dog, that ain't ya hoe dog
[Skip] Let me get broke off
[Wacko] In this jump off!
[Verse 2: Skip]
I done tightened up on my G dog
I was ducked out at first but now I beat broads
Cock back, BAM! Bash in her teeth, AWW
Guarantee you this, that bitch gone see stars!
Respect my gangsta
I see you looking mad and I ain't 'cha
I know +50 Cent+ and bitch I ain't no +Wanksta+
And I don't get down like that
In the right time, at the right spot
If you tr
Hey fella, calm down. I know what ya thinkin'
But I got 1 in this chamber and I been drinkin'
Don't make me proceed
Spit in ya face, bastard ya seed
Widow ya wife, you don't need my shit in ya life!
Especially how I'm feeling tonight
If it was good, it'd be different
But it's not, so it's not, so let's end it!
And bring this shit back to business
You can have yo bitch dog
I live by the rules I'm givin'
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: Juvenile]
Come on, come on, come on
Grab yo bitch my the arm cuz if she stop she hit
Oh, I know how to get 'em, I hit her with lotsa dick
The simple things I'm knowing that she probably miss
And in return, she going out and buy me shit!
I hope my adversaries i
Motherfucka with tryna be eased from these D-vils
Cuz we evil in this!
I'm not about to waste my cream on a bitch
I be outcher tryna get money, while she scheming for dick
I ain't gone lie, if my ole lady leave a nigga, I'm sick
But fuck it, we ain't married, so she ain't got nothing to get
I had to go in fronta the jury January the 6th
I promise, ya Honor, I ain't been doin' the shit!
They just like to keep niggas like me in a mix
And use it on TV and radio as a skit
Wanna see some masks, move to the bricks
But before you make that move grab the tool and the clips
Ya heard me?
[Chorus]
[Juvenile] Let her go dog, that ain't ya hoe dog
[Skip] Let me get broke off
[Wacko] In this jump off
Feed the cat, grab the road map Put the house key under the mat Don't forget to leave the kitchen light on Pack your bags, hit the trail Tell the neighbors to pick up the mail The nice couple down at the end of the street With the pink flamingo 'neath the willow tree Chorus: Put your silver key into my cold ignition Burn a little rubber with me
Hook up with Juve and Skip, go get me a brick
And get ready for next Sunday, to snatch a new bitch
[Chorus: repeat 3X]
[Juvenile] You can have an ole' lady
[Skip] But them hoes
[Wacko] They for everybody
[Juvenile] Let her go dog, that ain't ya hoe dog
[Skip] Let me get broke off
[Wacko] In this jump off!
[Verse 2: Skip]
I done tightened up on my G dog
I was ducked out at first but now I beat broads
Cock back, BAM! Bash in her teeth, AWW
Guarantee you this, that bitch gone see stars!
Respect my gangsta
I see you looking mad and I ain't 'cha
I know +50 Cent+ and bitch I ain't no +Wanksta+
And I don't get down like that
In the right time, at the right spot
If you tr
Angelic Visions Lyrics
Mother, I'm lying in the dust...I've forgotten what I am I don't know what I'll be The day you gave me the first dawn, has been for you the last dusk Along impassable paths I've roamed and now I sense the end A never grown child comes back to you A soul too tired because of living, too tired to flee away another time ...to search a new way without you Desolate
y to buck, you gone get shotMother, I'm lying in the dust...I've forgotten what I am I don't know what I'll be The day you gave me the first dawn, has been for you the last dusk Along impassable paths I've roamed and now I sense the end A never grown child comes back to you A soul too tired because of living, too tired to flee away another time ...to search a new way without you Desolate
Hey fella, calm down. I know what ya thinkin'
But I got 1 in this chamber and I been drinkin'
Don't make me proceed
Spit in ya face, bastard ya seed
Widow ya wife, you don't need my shit in ya life!
Especially how I'm feeling tonight
If it was good, it'd be different
But it's not, so it's not, so let's end it!
And bring this shit back to business
You can have yo bitch dog
I live by the rules I'm givin'
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: Juvenile]
Come on, come on, come on
Grab yo bitch my the arm cuz if she stop she hit
Oh, I know how to get 'em, I hit her with lotsa dick
The simple things I'm knowing that she probably miss
And in return, she going out and buy me shit!
I hope my adversaries i
Nice Guys Lyrics
Everybody givin', nobody takin' I'm tried to be a nice guy in the past Well see this boy a livin' He's sinkin' and a swimmin' and Nobody knows he's drownin' fast Well I met her today A lady and a lawyer, she told me Of my reward for all the Things I've done the truth to her Was none, now I lay my Guilt down on her [Chorus:] I say nice
s listening:Everybody givin', nobody takin' I'm tried to be a nice guy in the past Well see this boy a livin' He's sinkin' and a swimmin' and Nobody knows he's drownin' fast Well I met her today A lady and a lawyer, she told me Of my reward for all the Things I've done the truth to her Was none, now I lay my Guilt down on her [Chorus:] I say nice
Motherfucka with tryna be eased from these D-vils
Cuz we evil in this!
I'm not about to waste my cream on a bitch
I be outcher tryna get money, while she scheming for dick
I ain't gone lie, if my ole lady leave a nigga, I'm sick
But fuck it, we ain't married, so she ain't got nothing to get
I had to go in fronta the jury January the 6th
I promise, ya Honor, I ain't been doin' the shit!
They just like to keep niggas like me in a mix
And use it on TV and radio as a skit
Wanna see some masks, move to the bricks
But before you make that move grab the tool and the clips
Ya heard me?
[Chorus]
[Juvenile] Let her go dog, that ain't ya hoe dog
[Skip] Let me get broke off
[Wacko] In this jump off