Juvenile
Set It Off dainos žodžiai
(Juvenile)
I'ma T.C. solja, New Orleans stunna
If a bitch leave me, I'ma take every thing from her
Leave while ya can, or ya mom will pick ya rum up
I'ma find me some new pussy, and buy me a Four-Runner
I walk wit a limp, 'cause my nuts heavy
And I like it from tha back so hold your butt steady
I know I got some big lips, but I ain't trippin
Lil Momma I love pussy, but I ain't lickin
Now prepare yourself for some new dick'n
You don't want it girl?, you don't know what u missin
I'm tha baddest boss nigga walkin
You ain't heard I got a team of head busters waitin to give me tha work
I gotta few in tha East Coast, a few in tha West
Down-South to Mid-W, wassup to tha rest
Can't forget about tha ghetto, where they strugglin in debt
No matter what I do dawg, I love my set [Hook (Juvenile)]
Wodie, Wassup, Wodie, Wassup
Set It Off in this muthaf**ka
Wodie, Wassup, Wodie, Wassup
Set It Off in this muthaf**ka
Wodie, Wassup, Wodie, Wassup
Set It Off in this muthaf**ka
Wodie, Wassup, Wodie, Wassup
Set It Off in this muthaf**ka (Juvenile)
That Nig-gidty Nig-gidty Nile's in this bitch, get right
F**k what u heard on tha streets, it's CMR for life
Still ridin on dubs, sippin brown and white
Jump stupid if u want, bitch we gone clown tonite
We got 25 choppers in tha V.I.P.
Cristal (?) and a pound of weed
And I know u waitin for me to get drunk, and follow me home
Picture what I'm gone give to u, a shot to yo dome
F**kin wit yo boys and all that talkin, they gone get hit too
I'm really not givin a f**k, as long as I get u
Jamie, Fresh, Joe, Bubba
Ya gotta admit ha, Juvie a motherf**ker
I'ma general, executin tha plan
Got a vision of that 3rd Ward rule'n tha land
Comin up on hoes, tellin them to jump in the van
Mommy please come break off just me and my man [Hook] (Juvenile)
55% of these niggas is fake, tha other 45% be handlin they weight
55% of these women is hoes, tha other 45% be playin they role
Mr. Officer, Mr. Officer, take these muthaf**kin cuffs off of us
We kill nobody in this car, but us
And ridin on 20's is tha law for us
I ain't from France, but excuse my french
F**k ya if ya hatin, nigga save that there
I been dealinw it u bitches from why way back then
Plus I kept a fire ducked off to lay back in
You say my momma played me and J be tight
Juvie takin care, so everything alright
Bitches see tha sliver (?) wit tha phat ass pipes
Bein followed by some niggas on some bad ass bikes [Hook]
I'ma T.C. solja, New Orleans stunna
If a bitch leave me, I'ma take every thing from her
Leave while ya can, or ya mom will pick ya rum up
I'ma find me some new pussy, and buy me a Four-Runner
I walk wit a limp, 'cause my nuts heavy
And I like it from tha back so hold your butt steady
I know I got some big lips, but I ain't trippin
Lil Momma I love pussy, but I ain't lickin
Now prepare yourself for some new dick'n
You don't want it girl?, you don't know what u missin
I'm tha baddest boss nigga walkin
You ain't heard I got a team of head busters waitin to give me tha work
I gotta few in tha East Coast, a few in tha West
Down-South to Mid-W, wassup to tha rest
Can't forget about tha ghetto, where they strugglin in debt
No matter what I do dawg, I love my set [Hook (Juvenile)]
Wodie, Wassup, Wodie, Wassup
Set It Off in this muthaf**ka
Wodie, Wassup, Wodie, Wassup
Set It Off in this muthaf**ka
Wodie, Wassup, Wodie, Wassup
Set It Off in this muthaf**ka
Wodie, Wassup, Wodie, Wassup
Set It Off in this muthaf**ka (Juvenile)
That Nig-gidty Nig-gidty Nile's in this bitch, get right
F**k what u heard on tha streets, it's CMR for life
Still ridin on dubs, sippin brown and white
Jump stupid if u want, bitch we gone clown tonite
We got 25 choppers in tha V.I.P.
Cristal (?) and a pound of weed
And I know u waitin for me to get drunk, and follow me home
Picture what I'm gone give to u, a shot to yo dome
F**kin wit yo boys and all that talkin, they gone get hit too
I'm really not givin a f**k, as long as I get u
Jamie, Fresh, Joe, Bubba
Ya gotta admit ha, Juvie a motherf**ker
I'ma general, executin tha plan
Got a vision of that 3rd Ward rule'n tha land
Comin up on hoes, tellin them to jump in the van
Mommy please come break off just me and my man [Hook] (Juvenile)
55% of these niggas is fake, tha other 45% be handlin they weight
55% of these women is hoes, tha other 45% be playin they role
Mr. Officer, Mr. Officer, take these muthaf**kin cuffs off of us
We kill nobody in this car, but us
And ridin on 20's is tha law for us
I ain't from France, but excuse my french
F**k ya if ya hatin, nigga save that there
I been dealinw it u bitches from why way back then
Plus I kept a fire ducked off to lay back in
You say my momma played me and J be tight
Juvie takin care, so everything alright
Bitches see tha sliver (?) wit tha phat ass pipes
Bein followed by some niggas on some bad ass bikes [Hook]
