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Something got 2 shake


Juvenile Lyrics

 

Something got 2 shake by Juvenile


[Juvenile] That's right, Cash Money done
took over this sh*t, motherf**kers.
Y'all don't know how ta do it. I'ma
show ya how I live. (Number-one
stunters.) Peep this sh*t out, lil' one:
(This is how the f**k we do it, boy)
[Juvenile]
My pockets flooded with money like it been rainin' for months
Put Jackie Chan outta business, tha way that I live stunt
Man, I'll spend fifty G's on just a chair and a sofa
Got tired of all that drivin' so I got me a chauffeur
Gettin' head watchin' TV on tha block of Magnolia
Give tha kids twenty dollars when I open my door
My grill like marble floors, was workin' with four
After we score, I laid there and got me six more
Now my body needs ta be treated, I'm 'bout to get weak
Full of that sh*t, gon' kill that man, he got me hungry and greedy
They call my watch tha North Pole cuz it's flooded with ice
It's a b**ch in tha day, a motherf**ker at night
If somebody get my jewelry they'll be set for life
Buy a house before tha wedding, and a ring for tha wife
Money ain't sh*t ta me because I'm young and I'm blessed
I don't carry no cash; it's credit cards, or checks
(Chorus 4x [Juvenile])
Actin' like a nigga that ain't never had sh*t
Lookin' through my ben, sayin', "There's some asses."
[Baby]
Nigga, I stretched tha Rover, stopped playin' with these hoes
Got a hundred on my left, fifty on tha wrist, ho
[B.G.]
f**k, I be shinin' from tha clothes, cars, jewelry
Got seven-year-old children wanna grow up to be like me
[Baby]
Niggas pullin' up, drivin' off tha showroom floor
Got a mouth full of gold so I can boot these hoes
[B.G.]
Somebody asked me tha time, I just had ta look back
Showed them tha biggettes on my watch and said how I could see that
[Baby]
Got trillion cut earrings so I can blind these hoes
I'm tha number-one stunter f**kin' rap-hoes (rap-hoes)
[B.G.]
Stun'n is a way of livin', ya f**kin' with my clique
Try ta pay tha dealership that sell tha sh*t that don't exist
[Baby]
I got all my hoes ridin' Lexus Coupe two-door
Put tha Cadillac up, it was movin' too slow
[B.G.]
We Cash Money stunters runnin' long as tha street
You wan' verify our cash, go ask First NBC, nigga
(Chorus 4x)
[Turk]
Look, look
b**ches... say I stunt too much
It's o... k cuz I can back it up
Know you gon'.. let me.. do what I do
Rock my Rolie, ride drop-tops, too
'Til tha day I die, I'm gon' shine
Drive top-of-tha-line
Pop bottles of wine
Break bread with my cliquer niggas... niggas
Toss hoes, take naked pictures... pictures
Rap, hustle, get paid, nigga... nigga
Try not to get a big head, nigga... nigga
Look, you like my watch, ha
You like my ring, ha
You like tha way it look and how it bling bling, ha
I got so many karats, I could feed ten rabbits
Got so much ice, cool me down when I wear it
Every nigga in my clique... bubble and glide
Every nigga in my clique... sittin' low and high
(Chorus 4x)



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