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In My Life

Juvenile

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[Intro: Mannie Fresh] Ladies and Gentlemen, boys and girls, lil' children, dogs and cats Right about now you are listening to the incredible drum patterns of DJ Mannie, Fresh, Fresh, Fresh Fresh, Fresh, Fresh, Fresh Fresh, Fresh, Fresh, Fresh LADIES AND GENTLEMEN! [Hook] (2x) [Mannie Fresh] I'mma buy cars I'mma get clothes I'mma rock jewels I'mma fuck hoes, I'mma smoke weed Got alot of drinks Steppin out; gators Coca-Cola mink [Juvenile] I need it in my life I want it in my life Come put it in my life I'mma keep it in my life [Verse 1: Juvenile] Its that nigga Juve, from the Magnolia, still loc'in You hoes know what's happenin' with me, bust that pussy open Loose titty, loose booty, round down and up If a gangsta can't touch it, what you bouncin it fu' Now give me leadway, watch how a G play Watch how my name get caught up in he and she say It's UTP day, we what the streets made, They represent us when they hear us at the DJs! Break bread with me, nigga, is you mad with me? Thought we was people, y'all supposed to spend ya cash with me I mean ya last with me, hold me down Give me a whip, give me a bitch, and let her blow me down! I'm so gutta, I'm so slick, I'm so grimy I promise you something, and I bet you ya don't find me, Look, I'mma eat, purchase whatever I please CO, give me the ki's or a brick, I need two of these! [Hook] (2x) [Verse 2: Juvenile] I'mma be so courageous, and so contagious 'Til my fuckin rap sheets gonna receive mo' pages Listen to Juve cause this my year mon (my year mon) +400 Degreez+ and I'm bout to kick it in gear mon (in gear mon) Don't you see the soldiers and vogues when I appear mon (appear mon) About bein written on my face cause I don't fear none (don't fear none) Me and my team got a scheme to go light the block up Skip's movin' the work, and Wacko poppin' the chopper I scream the "U" cause I mean it The difference is you be throwin yo' shit up when you scream it - I seen it! Shit all the obstacles that I been through What made you think, I'mma be scared of a bitch like you? I'm ya dawg, let me get it on consignment You ain't paid them last people yet, dawg, don't even remind me I gained knowledge, my game polished and it's obvious You can't block it, you can't knock it, this is profit! [Hook] (2x) [Verse 3: Juvenile] Can I untape the clips and chill? Show my niggas it's real? Can my people shop in Beverly Hills? I got a lot of work I know that's gonna be ahead of me still But my beast mentality gon' keep me ahead of the field! Pardon me, but I got paper to chase Now cut through the talking and bring me straight to the safe I know where the cameras at and I'm destroying the tape I'm not leaving no evidence for the forensic to trace, I got a problem on my hand, a few bills I ain't been payin' I figured about a lil' less than 75 grand And my dog Rocky caught a nickel for a pistol Its serious when the federales comin' to get you! Life is at a standstill out here in this damn field What you say can get you and ya mans killed It's my last chance to come up, its gotta be it Juvi comin' out, the first-round lottery pick! [Hook] (2x)
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