เนื้อเพลง Juvenile on Fire - Juvenile

[Juvenile]
Lets say I'm in a room with a b*tch
And the hoe don't wanna f*ck
Like a man I'ma beat my meat
And get my f*ckin nut
Fo'sho she gonna be drove then
And I'ma cut the TV off
And got to sleep on that hoe then
Now tell that to your girlfriend
You tell her everything else
She goin to be with her boyfriend
You goin to be by your damn self
While I'm in my benz with your friend
And she bout to get nervous
Baby I don't want nothing
But some mouth and lip service
Don't act bad
Don't get mad
Thats all I can do with you
Cause I don't want your ass
Look you kinda fine
With a n*gga name on your spine
Now respect my f*ckin mind
How I'ma hit that from behind
Got a hoe across the court
And Molly boots the next door
I'm getting tired of you rappers
Its time for me to restore
I done fixed these b*tches house up
And have them living swell
But and still a n*gga like me was eating a taco bell
But after that sh*t
All that trick sh*t I stopped it
And lock my f*ckin pockets
You can't kick it or pop it
Now I get what I can get
Out of these hoes and I'm up
And if she wanna flex up
I'ma back the hoe up

[Chorus: repeat 4X]

Girl thats Juvenile
You don't know he on fire
17 inch Momo's
like magic on his tires

[Juvenile]
See I know how to treat a hoe
Just talkin and great a hoe
N*ggas know I don't need a hoe
Don't mix up your people hoe
If I tell you do something
You better do what I say
If you plannin on playin me
Better get out my way
A b*tch will get you killed
Thats the way I think
>From some old b*tch ass n*gga
Trying to receive my bank
P*ssy come and it go
It been like that before I got here
P*ssy don't wait for me or no n*gga
But its gonna stop here
For a little while
So I'ma get what I could
And if she bout s*cking some d*ck
I ain't hatin its all good
Now can I get that out you
It ain't hard to do
You a fine muthaf*cka
And it starts with you
I'm trying to f*ck something till it can't see
What I'ma show you with this d*ck
You gonna thank me
A n*gga gonna be like that untill the moment I retire
Ask them b*tches bout me
And they gonna say that I'm on fire

[Chorus]

[Juvenile]
If I even f*ck with a b*tch
She gonna know
Not to conversate with n*ggas
And to open my door
My business is my business
It ain't to be heard
My n*ggas is my n*ggas
So you don't say a word
And you don't touch my sh*t
You don't drive my sh*t
I got dope in the house
And I hide my sh*t
I have bad nerves
I hope you don't try my sh*t
Do right and nice things I'ma buy my b*tch
Some b*tches you gotta play'em with a long string
You play them close
And you gonna be bangin wrong things
You got something that I hear you don't wanna bring
You not a muthaf*ckin player you a punk main
Let me get one of them hoes up on this dope d*ck
Stop handcuffin that b*tch let her approach this
You know when Juvenile comes he has to smoke sh*t
I'm on fire on fire
And you know this

[Chorus 1.5X]

[Juvenile]
You can f*ck my b*tch
You can f*ck my b*tch
You can f*ck my b*tch

You can f*ck my b*tch
Let me f*ck your b*tch
I don't love that b*tch
I don't trust that b*tch

You can f*ck my b*tch
Let me f*ck your b*tch
I don't love that b*tch
I don't trust that b*tch

You can f*ck my b*tch
Let me f*ck your b*tch
I don't love that b*tch
I don't trust that b*tch

You can f*ck my b*tch
Let me f*ck your b*tch
I don't love that b*tch
I don't trust that b*tch

You don't know he on fire
You don't know he on fire
You don't know he on fire
You don't know he on fire

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My b*tch is your b*tch
My b*tch is your b*tch
Your b*tch is my b*tch
My b*tch is your b*tch
My b*tch is your b*tch
Your b*tch is my b*tch