Juicy J - Yet lyrics

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Juicy J - Yet lyrics

[Intro] n***a play with me, get his a** busted Blowin' cash and I've got cash I ain't touched yet I'm tryna f** every b**h I ain't f** yet Haven't met a motherf**er I can trust yet [Verse 1] You out here stuntin, lyin' and… Before you know it, they'll be IDing your body Layin' dead in the morgue, we don't play that sh** Catch your car at the mall, we gon' spray that sh** And them n***as that's with ya can't do nothin' but miss ya AK47, boy, that sh** shoots missiles Got my whole hood with me – king of the city I drink like a redneck, and smoke like a hippy Put a price on your head, maybe your brother will k** ya For that money, it could be any one of your n***as And he throwin' more bullets than the Super Bowl n***a, if you don't shoot to k**, what're you shootin' for? You n***as shakin' – you n***as scared We takin' head shots, you shoot the legs b**h-a** n***a, you ain't 'bout that life You may come from the streets, but you ain't got no stripes Keep on payin' these hoes – one gon' set you up Lay you down, and not even Life Alert can help you up n***as k**in' every day, over a couple of bandz So what you think they gon' do for a hundred grand? [Hook] n***a play with me, get his a** busted Blowin' cash and I've got cash I ain't touched yet I'm tryna f** every b**h I ain't f** yet Haven't met a motherf**er I can trust yet n***a play with me, get his a** busted Blowin' cash and I've got cash I ain't touched yet I'm tryna f** every b**h I ain't f** yet Haven't met a motherf**er I can trust yet [Verse 2] You b**hes out here lyin' like you movin' juices A n***a fronted your a** a bomb, now you've got excuses Now you tryna hide, dodgin' our phone calls A n***a'll catch up with your a**, knock your dome off Put a hole in your head, what'd you expect? Playin' with a n***a money, that's disrespect f** around and get your baby mama tied up A n***a'll pull up on you sprayin' like a fire truck Set your mama house on fire, nail the door shut Ain't nobody gettin' out, it's over, bruh And over what? n***as ain't takin' sh** These n***as really 'bout that life, you out here fakin' it [Hook]

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