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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Juvenile
Juvenile
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Juvenile
Juvenile
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mannie Fresh
Mannie Fresh
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
That's you with that bad ass Benz, ha
That's you that can't keep your old lady
'Cause you keep fucking her friends, ha
You gotta go to court, ha
You got served a subpoena for child support, ha
That was that nerve, ha
You ain't even much get a chance to say a word, ha
I know I ain't tripping, don't your brother got them birds, ha
You won't bust one of them **** head, ha
You ain't scared, ha
You know how to play it, ha
I know you ain't just gonna let a **** come and punk you, ha
Stunt and front you, ha
Straight up run you, ha
You know who got that fire green, ha
You know how to use a triple beam, ha
Shit ain't hard as it seems, ha
You keep your body clean, ha
You gotta lot of Girbaud jeans, ha
Some of your partners dope fiends, ha
You really don't wanna fuck with them ****, ha
You come up with them ****, ha
You stuck with them ****, ha
[Verse 2]
You a paper chaser, you got your block on fire
Remaining a G, until the moment you expire
You know what it is, to make nothing out of something
You handle your biz, and don't be crying and suffering
You a paper chaser, you got your block on fire
Remaining a G, until the moment you expire
You know what it is, to make nothing out of something
You handle your biz, and don't be crying and suffering
[Verse 3]
You can't do nothing but love Fresh, ha
You want to know what we gonna do next, ha
You bought my tape with your check, ha
You wearing a vest, ha
You trying to protect your chest, ha
You spent seventy on your Benz, ha
That ain't yours, that's for your friends, ha
You wanna stop these **** from playing with you, ha
You wanna run the block, ha
You wanna be the only **** with rocks, ha
You keep your gun cocked, ha
You count the money at the end of the night, ha
You on a three day flight, ha
You full of that diesel, ha
You ducking them people, ha
Your face was on the news last night, ha
You the one that robbed them little dudes out they shoes last night, ha
You don't go in the projects when it's dark, ha
You claim you a thug and you ain't got no heart, ha
You came in the 'Nolia on New Years Eve, ha
You got stuck in that bitch and couldn't leave, ha
It was hard for you to breath, ha
[Verse 4]
You a paper chaser, you got your block on fire
Remaining a G, until the moment you expire
You know what it is, to make nothing out of something
You handle your biz, and don't be crying and suffering
You a paper chaser, you got your block on fire
Remaining a G, until the moment you expire
You know what it is, to make nothing out of something
You handle your biz, and don't be crying and suffering
[Verse 5]
You got a trespassing charge, ha
Your dick got hard, ha
When you were looking at them little broads, ha
You don't know when to quit, ha
That's you with that shot calling shit, ha
That's you with that balling shit, ha
That you that's taking them hits, ha
That ho don't know when to shut up her mouth, ha
You gonna knock that ho teeth out, ha
You done switched from Nike to Reebok, ha
You twinkle your golds every time you leave your house, ha
Them income tax checks out, ha
You 'bout to flip that, ha
You 'bout to go score you a gram, ha
You gonna treat your nose, ha
You 'bout to go put the dope dick on one of these hoes, ha
When you broke you drove, ha
When you paid, you got beau-coup places to go, ha
You on top, ha
You rub a **** shop, ha
You don't even think you can be stopped, ha
You riding in the Benz on twenty inch rims, ha
[Verse 6]
You a paper chaser, you got your block on fire
Remaining a G, until the moment you expire
You know what it is, to make nothing out of something
You handle your biz, and don't be crying and suffering
You a paper chaser, you got your block on fire
Remaining a G, until the moment you expire
You know what it is, to make nothing out of something
You handle your biz, and don't be crying and suffering
Written by: Juvenile, Mannie Fresh
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