Juvenile For Everybody Lyrics

Artist: Juvenile
Publishers: ©EMI Music Publishing, Universal Music Publishing Group, Ultra Tunes
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Length: 4:37

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Yeah, you T P *****, come on! K L see *****, 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 y'all
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 *****s 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 *****
Bring her back to the telly to issue some ****
Hook up with Juve and Skip, go get me a brick
And get ready for next Sunday, to snatch a new *****

[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
**** back, BAM! Bash in her teeth, AWW
Guarantee you this, that ***** gone see stars!
Respect my gangsta
I see you looking mad and I ain't 'cha
I know +50 Cent+ and ***** I ain't no +Wanksta+
And I don't get down like that
In the right time, at the right spot
If you try to buck, you gone get shot
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 **** 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 **** back to business
You can have yo ***** dog
I live by the rules I'm givin'


[Verse 3: Juvenile]
Come on, come on, come on
Grab yo ***** my the arm 'cause if she stop she hit
Oh, I know how to get 'em, I hit her with lotsa ****
The simple things I'm knowing that she probably miss
And in return, she going out and buy me ****!
I hope my adversaries is listening:
**********a with tryna be eased from these D-vils
'cause we evil in this!
I'm not about to waste my cream on a *****
I be outcher tryna get money, while she scheming for ****
I ain't gone lie, if my ole lady leave a *****, I'm sick
But **** 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 ****!
They just like to keep *****s like me in a mix
And use it on TV and radio as a skit
want to see some masks, move to the bricks
But before you make that move grab the tool and the clips
Ya heard me?


[Juvenile] Let her go dog, that ain't ya hoe dog
[Skip] Let me get broke off
[Wacko] In this jump off
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