Juvenile - Tonight lyrics

[Intro: Juvenile] D-Roc (Rich Gang) sh** these n***as got all this bullsh** to offer These bad a** conversations, stupid a** excuses I got good love for you, a whole lot of it That's what I got to offer, baby You know what I'm sayin'? Got a lot of money but that ain't what I'm tryna give you right now Not right this motherf**in' moment, good love, yeah [Verse 1: Juvenile] Drop it like a felon, do it with integrity Hoes hatin' on you, girl, ignore 'em, that's the jealousy Say I got a swagger like a n***a from the '70s I took you out of Conquer Hill and moved you up in Beverlies I squeeze that a** like a pair of pliers Then I roll on that a** like a spare tire You know I'm fire if you woods and I done pa**ed by you b**h, I be all up in your head like a hairdryer You don't let me get them d**, I don't care about you 'Cause you gon' make me drop you off like a cab driver 'Cause ho, you know you livin' dirty, let me stare at you Put this dick up in your spine, b**h, I paralyze you [Interlude: Birdman] Yeah You know, some of these hoes be just on the goofy sh** While a n***a tryna come upstairs, you heard me? b**h pull up playin', all that cap sh**, uh [Verse 2: Birdman] Fresh iced up gumline One time, so we did it on the sunshine Big time, High Life on the flat line Frontline, so we did it on the sunshine West Side, hot top Down bottom where we do it and we don't stop Gunplay, n***a 'bout it, n***a, one hop One stop, one pop, n***a, one drop One pop, one stop, n***a gon' stop She'll play, she'll lay, but she gon' pop Real n***a from my hood and we won't stop Real n***a flood the hood and we go shop Bloodline, n***a [Outro: Birdman] Rich Gang