Текст песни Young Jeezy - Welcome Back
Young Jeezy - Welcome Back слова песни
Текст песни Young Jeezy - Welcome Back
[Intro]Yeah, I told you niggas (Welcome Back)I told ya'll I was gonna be back nigga (Welcome Back)I wasn't gonna let you have it for long homieWelcome Back[Hook]Guess who's back and he's shinin' on you niggas (Welcome Back)( )Guess who's back and he's stuntin' on you hoes (Welcome Back)Yeah I'm back and I'm shinin' on these niggas (Welcome Back)Yeah I'm back and I'm stuntin' on these hoes (Welcome Back)Been on my grizzy, but now I'm back in the placeAnd if you show me the money, I put this brick in ya faceAnd if you ain't got my money, I put this strap in ya faceAnd you believing' these niggas, that's like a slap in the faceWelcome Back[Verse 1]Guess what (guess what) I don't give a fuckNone these niggas real as me, pick 'em out, line 'em upFuck ya man, he ain't shitWhat ya say, suck a dickExcuse me if I'm being rude, let me check my attitudeExcuse me Mr. Attitude, why you got an attitudeCan't stand these rappin' niggas, fakin' ass trappin' niggasThese never (ever) never (ever) never had a pack niggasI'm telling' you, where they do that atWhat's happenin' (what's happenin) what up dude (what up dude)I been done, you too slowI'm too fast, movin' like slim fastKeep my Ronald Williams cash in a black gym bagWelcome Back...[Hook][Verse 2]So kind (so kind) thank you very muchWhat the fuck is goin' on, they actin' like I lost touchI ain't never lost touch, damn sure ain't lost muchMatter fact I still got it, yea you know I'm still ballin'Catch me in my black tee, but I'm a business manCatch me at the kitchen table weighing out my business plansYoung what's your business plan, none your fuckin' business manWhat's wrong with you pussy niggas, need to mind your business manHa ha, Ok here we go againStreet said it's necessary, start talking blow againGot the bureau askin' if the nigga sellin' blow againStreets think it's necessary that a nigga blow againWelcome Back[Hook][Verse 3]Yayo in my kitchen, Scott Storch everywhereWhite vette, black top, Kung Fu Panda BearCall me sensei, I got the tai-kwon doughMy Angelina shit, I want that Brad Pitt's doughI say it's so funny, same time slow moneyAin't nothin' funny bitch, I'm on my money shitA movie star bitch, we can make our own flickI just came to beat it down, you play with your own shitYeah, Ok I'm bout to wild outCall it a V-neck (why), took a nine out750 Left, 750 HereBitch I don't even know what 750 IsWelcome Back