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Mook Boy - Juvy remix lyrics

Artist: Mook Boy

album: Mookaveli


I used steal bikes and snatch purses when I was downtown
Breaking in houses and snatching fucking flatscreens
Got on my knees and asked god help me turn this around
I'm blowing purple, used to only see me smoking brown
I pull that .40 out to make you run out of town
We don't play dice games, we lay shit down
We dont lose talk game, we lay shit down
Ain't never lost a poker game, I lay shit down
My poker face so serious, make you fold up
Get in this rental car with me and you might throw up
Nigga this molly so fire, got me charged up
Bitch jump in this Benz she gon' fuck some
Off the dribble jump in, she gon' suck some
Pussy front me a brick and I'ma buck some
I told Juvy slow down, she said, "Uh-uh"
Four .12s in this bitch going pah-pah
Nigga we pull up, jump out like we on some
Root fresh out of prison going dumb-dumb
I ain't got no understandin', I ain't having that
If you a pussy nigga gon' and push your hair back
Before I twist your top back like a soda cap
Straight dope, I put baking soda in my raps
If you a real nigga come and get a verse from me
If you a raw bitch you might get a purse from me
I told Juvy slow down, she said, "Uh-uh"
I told Juvy slow down, she said, "Uh-uh"
Four .12s in this bitch going pah-pah
Nigga we pull up, jump out like we on some
I told Juvy slow down, she said, "Uh-uh"
I told Juvy slow down, she said, "Uh-uh"
Four .12s in this bitch going pah-pah
Nigga we pull up, jump out like we on some
I told Juvy slow down, she said, "Uh-uh"
I told Juvy slow down, she said, "Uh-uh, uh-uh..."
I had to cut them old hoe, got that too hot
Too many police ass niggas at my door spot
Was so young, went too school in my rental car
Big knots, I just bought lunch for everybody
I had my shit cut fresh with designs in it
Fingertube in my sock, big dimes in it
.22 in my pocket, I'll shoot someting
A half of pill in the water, I'll boot something
I got that plug on the jewelry and I went stupid
Every bitch with a wooda wanna fuck Mook
Blowing fruity in my first hotel suite
Since that molly hit the city we ain't never sleep
Them crackers kickin' this trap, it's the track beat
Young nigga jump the fence like an athlete
I never left my main bitch 'cause she too sweet
Money machine talking back to a nigga, beep
I told Juvy slow down, she said, "Uh-uh"
I told Juvy slow down, she said, "Uh-uh"
Four .12s in this bitch going pah-pah
Nigga we pull up, jump out like we on some
I told Juvy slow down, she said, "Uh-uh"
I told Juvy slow down, she said, "Uh-uh"
Four .12s in this bitch going pah-pah
Nigga we pull up, jump out like we on some
I told Juvy slow down, she said, "Uh-uh"
I told Juvy slow down, she said, "Uh-uh, uh-uh..."

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