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Off The Top
Juvenile

Date Added: 2004-12-21 10:47:55

Verse 1

Woodie we get down but to a certain extent
All that cha shoin' with them hoes be gettin my name bent
I'm showin' you love but i love my money even mo
Disrespect me or play me off the top you gotta go
My people made me we aint gettin down no mo
Look that aint how its 'posed to be but thats the way its gone go
I aint with that front shit
That playin' with gun shit
That fuckin' with niggas who think they run shit
All that tongue shit
When my gone click, niggas silencin' down
You was hollin' like a motherfucker bitch holla at me now
Peep, what made a nigga wanna go and mess with me bone
And he gettin' on my nerves, i'm bout to go in his home
Bitch my brother aint no hoe
Bitch my mother aint no hoe
Bitch my father aint no hoe
Why you try ta play me like a hoe
Shit, i matter as well just go head on and bust his head
Cuz them people gone give me the charge anyway
If ya come up late
Now tell'em bout that beemer i got
Tell'em bout that new home i got
Tell'em bout that cousins on crome i got
You ta show ya shit
Thats why you showed you was a bitch
Now you runnin with yo melon cuz you know you gone get it split

Verse 2

Niggas ridin' impala's with them rattler stripes
Passin' hollin at hoes with the fuck finger sayin fuck'em black
I'm stackin' gs movin keys thats my life black
Niggas orderin' vests
Just ta protect they chests
And duckin' these niggas tryin ta use they smit-n-wessons
Playboy, i'm ridin' in suburbans
To land roovers to range roovers niggas with automatics
Niggas ridin' big bodies i done did that
I'm ridin' jags drop top and i can do that
I'm lettin' these hoes hair blow if they got that
I don't fuck with bald head hoes i aint with that
I talk shit and i got the cream and the jewels to do that
I walk it like i talk playboy you can believe that
Then new ice yellow diamonds and i'm lovin' that
Blue diamonds big tymin' and i'm with that
I done made more money independent then made a nigga went gold
I put that on my soul and my gold
And my 20 inch rims on my range roover with t.v.'s
And i'm lovin' these hoes i flip mo keys than a acrobat ten nigga you can
Believe that
Me and my brother go rock for rock
Walk block for block
And if we got beef with a nigga we'll go glock for glock
No mo sellin' keys on the d.l.
I wanna holla at v.l.
Lets say rest in peace to l and t nigga

Verse 3

I live my life on full
Unzip my pants and i pull
A big dick baby
You look sick maybe
You can use a nigga that'll hold ya hand
I tell ya what ya suck my dick i'll be your man
Now here it is diamonds for the bithces that i fuck
Not , i get the pussy make like donald and duck
To the next project scattered site or crib
Slangin' dick where you live
I don't really give, a precious second of my pimp playa time
You can taste the kool-aid but don't drink the wine
Holy-rosy diamond bizeal, 20 inch whevzeal
98 cromed out gangsta grizeal
Take one of my bitches and i'm fuckin
Sistas anties grandmas and cousins
Mommas baby mommas family members and all that shit
If the bitch need guidance them i'm her pimp

[talkin] mannie fresh
Whoa check this out ya dig
Its a lot of niggas out here baller blockin
See what i'm sayin' standin' in the way
Let the fuckin' ballas through see what i'm sayin
Ya'll niggas had the catalogs
See what i'm sayin' now pass that bitch on man
Let a real nigga you know play his thang man
Its some niggas out here ridin' on 20s ya dig on yokahamas
Skinnys and all that kinda shit see what i'm sayin'
I mean wood ever fuckin where
See what i'm sayin' bro you love that huh.

(juvenile)-yeah i love that
(mannie) convertable tops
(juvenile)- i love that cash money symbol on my chest
And these diamonds shinin' from here to magnolia projects ya heard me
(mannie)- thats what i'm talkin' bout man aint nothin' like man,
Cause you know sometimes i let these lil girls lick my chains man
You know
You can't be kissin on me but you can kiss my diamonds
And shit aint nothin' wrong with that thats beautiful baby
That is truly beautiful, this shit is
Pimpalicious see what i'm sayin
(juvenile)- i just love that


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