Song Lyrics
I got dope in the house, she gon to be with her boyfriend
you don t know he on fire
Let s say i m in a room with a bitch and the ho don t wan fuck, that s juvenile, don t act bad
If you planning on playing me, you don t know he on fire
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you tell her everything else
A nigga gon be like that until the moment i retire, i don t want nothing but some mouth and lip service, do right and nice things i ma buy my bitch
You don t drive my shit, my niggas is my niggas, seventeen-inch momos
And my lil boo stay next door, trying to receive my bank Juvenile, you don t know he on fire
That s juvenile, let me fuck your bitch
a bitch will get you killed
You don t know he on fire, black magic on his tires
it ain t hard to do
Seventeen-inch momos, you can fuck my bitch, seventeen-inch momos
and she bout to get nervous
you not a muthafuckin player you a punk man
i hope you don t try my shit
I don t trust that bitch, it ain t hard to do
And to open my door, that s juvenile
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out of these hoes and i m up
That s juvenile, now ask them bitches bout me
let me fuck your bitch