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Fuckin' With Me Lyrics

Artist: Juvenile
Album: Juve the Great

[Juvenile (Chorus 2x)]
Throw up the U if your fuckin' with me
Throw up the U if your fuckin' with me
Throw up the U if your fuckin' with me
Throw up the U if your fuckin' with me

[Verse 1-Juvenile]
i got my mind right,money right,light wife,weight right,can you see me cutting the beef like a steak knife,dont stay up late ill be home when i'm finished,i gotta drop my people off at the airport in a minute,this is business if you aint wit it give me five feet,i aint need you and children wherever i be,im a man who ventures out on his own,long as i don't bring no diseases on no hoes back home,let me rome,you dont even much need that phone,im'a take care of my shit baby,just leave that alone,i know when the pussy get wet and you need that bone,aint too many bitches out there that gonna be that strong,whats forbidding by your parents,is knowing that gangster was fucking his daughter was scarin'em,i speak fact,me and you bitch we got our life on track,and if i ever leave away from you ill be right back

[Juvenile (Chorus 2x)]
Throw up the U if your fuckin' with me
Throw up the U if your fuckin' with me
Throw up the U if your fuckin' with me
Throw up the U if your fuckin' with me

[Verse two-Skip]
now a days these chicks they too emotional,i just wanted to get high and joke a few,i just met you yesterday im barely knowing you,you aint say that yesterday when i was blowing you,see thats what that mo and dro would do,see drink up smoke up come on i got some more for you,you like that?,i got another joke for you,you grin you in,and ima just end up pokin you,sounds funny hunny? ha,how much money hunny?,you heard that but you aint getting nothing from me,sept them three twentys that slim had,slim!,see im cut broke,in a skit mask,well loose the number,do me a faver,i aint a life gaurd i cant be your saver,you met me like this,im'a be a player,so stop all the fussin and just beat me later!

[Juvenile (Chorus 2x)]
Throw up the U if your fuckin' with me
Throw up the U if your fuckin' with me
Throw up the U if your fuckin' with me
Throw up the U if your fuckin' with me

[Verse 3-Wacko]
Come on ma don't you stress me
I was a gangsta when u met me
knew i'd be where the pimps the playas the hoes and the tecs be
wit the dope the coke the dro and the X be
knew Kisha, Kiana, and Mira wanted to sex me
You still want to ex me or try to disrespect me
Now them hoes in your ear, got you trippin wanna test me
Look meet me on Freret Street right where my set be
Go home; pack all your shit and drop off them Vette keys
Anyway I'm tired of problems, you can catch yo cut
But first drop off the B.B.'s and the princess cuts
Round here stunting for them hoes â‚¬" letting them gas you up
Now you stuck for them hoes â‚¬" let 'em cash you up
I ain't gon lie is gon be hard for me to pass you up
But my plane fly straight, dont never crash for nothing
And before I fuck it up with a passenger
I'll get rid of you and snatch me an amateur

[Juvenile (Chorus 2x)]
Throw up the U if your fuckin' with me
Throw up the U if your fuckin' with me
Throw up the U if your fuckin' with me
Throw up the U if your fuckin' with me

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