Текст песни Juvenile f Skip, Wacko - Fuckin` With Me
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[Juvenile (Chorus 2x)]Throw up the U if your fuckin` with meThrow up the U if your fuckin` with meThrow up the U if your fuckin` with meThrow up the U if your fuckin` with me[Juvenile]I got my mind right, money right, life right, paid rightCan you see me cutting the beef like a steak knife?Don`t stay up late I`m a be home when I`m finishedI gotta drop my people off at the airport in a minuteThis is business; you ain`t wit it then give me five feetI don`t need you and children wherever I beI`m a man if this bitch is out then it`s onAs long as I don`t bring no diseases or no hoes back homeLet me roam – you won`t even much need that phoneI`m a take care of my shit baby just leave that aloneI know when the pussy get wet and you need that boneThere ain`t too many bitches out here that`s gone be that strongYou was provided by your parentsJust knowing a gangsta was fucking they daughter was scaring emI speak fat me and you bitch we got our life on trackAnd if I ever leave from you I`ll be right back[Juvenile (Chorus 2x)]Throw up the U if your fuckin` with meThrow up the U if your fuckin` with meThrow up the U if your fuckin` with meThrow up the U if your fuckin` with me[Skip]Nowadays these chicks they too emotionalI just wanted to get her (haha) I joke a fewI just met you yesterday I`m barely knowing you"You ain`t say that yesterday when I was blowing you!"See that`s what that mo and that dro will doSee drink up, smoke up come on I got some more for youYou like that? I got another joke for youYou grin, you in and I`m into poking youSounds funny hunny? How much money hunny?You heard that but you ain`t getting nothing from meExcept them three 20`s that Slim had (Slim)See I`m +Cut Throat+ in a Skip maskWell then lose the number, you do me a favorI ain`t a lifeguard; I can`t be your saviorYou met me like this, I`ma be a playerSo stop all the fussing and just beat me later[Juvenile (Chorus 2x)]Throw up the U if your fuckin` with meThrow up the U if your fuckin` with meThrow up the U if your fuckin` with meThrow up the U if your fuckin` with me[Wacko]Come on Ma don`t stress meI was a gangsta when you met meKnew I`d be where the pimps, the players, the hoes, and the tecs beWhere the dope, the coke, the dro, and the X beNew Kisha Keanne and Mil wanted to sex meYou still want to ex me or try to disrespect meNow them hoes in your ear, got you trippin wanna test meLook meet me on Freret Street right where my set beGo home; pack all your shit and drop off them Vette keysAnyway I`m tired of problems, you can catch yo cutBut first drop off the B.B.`s and the princess cutsRound here stunting for them hoes – letting them gas you upNow you stuck for them hoes – let `em cash you upI ain`t gone lie is gone be hard for me to pass you upBut my plane fly straight, never crash for nothingAnd before I fuck it up with a passengerI`ll get rid of you and snatch me an amateur[Juvenile (Chorus 2x)]Throw up the U if your fuckin` with meThrow up the U if your fuckin` with meThrow up the U if your fuckin` with meThrow up the U if your fuckin` with me