Juvenile on Fire

[Verse 1] Let's say I'm in a room with a bitch and the ho don't wan' fuck Like a man I'ma beat my meat and get my fuckin' nut - fa'sho' She gonna be drove then And I'ma cut the TV off and go to sleep on that ho then Now tell that to your girlfriend, you tell her everything else She gon' to be with her boyfriend, you gon' 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 That's all I can do with you, cause I don't want your ass Look you kinda fine with a nigga name on your spine Now respect my fuckin' mind how I'ma hit that from behind Got a ho across the court And my lil' boo stay next door I'm getting tired of you rappers Its time for me to restore I done fixed these bitches house up And have them living swell But yet and still a nigga like me was eating at Taco Bell But after that shit All that trick shit I stopped it And lock my fuckin' pockets You can't pick it or pocket 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 ho up [Hook] x4 Girl that's Juvenile You don't know he on fire Seventeen inch Momos Black Magic on his tires [Verse 2] See I know how to treat a ho Just talk and greet a ho Niggas know I don't need a ho Don't mix up your people ho If I tell you do something You better do what I say If you planning on playing me Better get out my way A bitch will get you killed That's the way I think From some ol' bitch ass nigga Trying to receive my bank Pussy come and it go It been like that before I got here Pussy don't wait for me or no nigga But its gone stop here For a little while So I'ma get what I could And if she bout sucking some dick I ain't hating its all good Now can I get that out you It ain't hard to do You'se a fine motherfucker And it starts with you I'm trying to fuck something till it can't see What I'ma show you with this dick You gone thank me A nigga gone be like that until the moment I retire Ask them bitches 'bout me And they gonna say that I'm on fire [Hook] [Verse 3] If I even fuck with a bitch She gonna know Not to conversate with niggas And to open my door My business is my business It ain't to be heard My niggas is my niggas So you don't say a word And you don't touch my shit You don't drive my shit I got dope in the house And I hide my shit I got bad nerves I hope you don't try my shit Do right and nice things I'mma buy my bitch Some bitches you gotta play'em with a long string You play them close And they gone be thinking wrong things You got something that I hear you don't wanna bring You not a muthafuckin' player you a punk man Let me get one of them hoes up on this dope dick Stop handcuffing that bitch let her approach this You know when Juvenile comes he has to smoke shit I'm on fire, on fire And you know this [Hook] [Outro] You can fuck my bitch You can fuck my bitch You can fuck my bitch You can fuck my bitch Let me fuck your bitch I don't love that bitch I don't trust that bitch You can fuck my bitch Let me fuck your bitch I don't love that bitch I don't trust that bitch You can fuck my bitch Let me fuck your bitch I don't love that bitch I don't trust that bitch You can fuck my bitch Let me fuck your bitch I don't love that bitch I don't trust that bitch 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 Hot Hot Hot Hot Hot Hot Hot My bitch is your bitch My bitch is your bitch Your bitch is my bitch My bitch is your bitch My bitch is your bitch Your bitch is my bitch