Juvenile - f**in' With Me lyrics

(feat. Skip, Wacko) [Juvenile (Chorus 2x)] Throw up the U if your f**in' with me Throw up the U if your f**in' with me Throw up the U if your f**in' with me Throw up the U if your f**in' with me [Juvenile] I got my mind right, money right, life right, paid right Can you see me cutting the beef like a steak knife? Don't stay up late I'm a be home when I'm finished I gotta drop my people off at the airport in a minute This is business; you ain't wit it then give me five feet I don't need you and children wherever I be I'm a man if this b**h is out then it's on As long as I don't bring no diseases or no hoes back home Let me roam - you won't even much need that phone I'm a take care of my sh** baby just leave that alone I know when the p**y get wet and you need that bone There ain't too many b**hes out here that's gone be that strong You was provided by your parents Just knowing a gangsta was f**ing they daughter was scaring em I speak fat me and you b**h we got our life on track And if I ever leave from you I'll be right back [Juvenile (Chorus 2x)] Throw up the U if your f**in' with me Throw up the U if your f**in' with me Throw up the U if your f**in' with me Throw up the U if your f**in' with me [Skip] Nowadays these chicks they too emotional I just wanted to get her (haha) I joke a few I just met you yesterday I'm barely knowing you "You ain't say that yesterday when I was blowing you!" See that's what that mo and that dro will 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 I'm into poking you Sounds funny hunny? How much money hunny? You heard that but you ain't getting nothing from me Except them three 20's that Slim had (Slim) See I'm +Cut Throat+ in a Skip mask Well then lose the number, you do me a favor I ain't a lifeguard; I can't be your savior You met me like this, I'ma be a player So stop all the fussing and just beat me later [Juvenile (Chorus 2x)] Throw up the U if your f**in' with me Throw up the U if your f**in' with me Throw up the U if your f**in' with me Throw up the U if your f**in' with me [Wacko] Come on Ma don't stress me I was a gangsta when you met me Knew I'd be where the pimps, the players, the hoes, and the tecs be Where the dope, the coke, the dro, and the X be New Kisha Keanne and Mil wanted to s** 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 sh** 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 - letting them gas you up Now you stuck for them hoes - let 'em cash you up I ain't gone lie is gone be hard for me to pa** you up But my plane fly straight, never crash for nothing And before I f** it up with a pa**enger I'll get rid of you and snatch me an amateur [Juvenile (Chorus 2x)] Throw up the U if your f**in' with me Throw up the U if your f**in' with me Throw up the U if your f**in' with me Throw up the U if your f**in' with me