Mark Pitts - Jenny lyrics

3-2-1 Wha wha what Man turn that down... Give me 5 more minutes Just 5 more minutes... What time is it I'm tired man 11:59 already Wake up in the morning One thing on my mind Cheerios with vanilla Almond milk It's all mine I devour Take a shower Grab the papers and sack See ya'll later I'm packed Blazed till I get cataract Laid in the Cadillac Switch lanes out of the driveway Like I was on the highway (yeah) I ride a big boy Y'all ride a similac And oh my Cadillac Has 50's in the back Playin' Rick James and Tina So relaxing Pa**ed on by the neighbor Red Lane They called him insane Here's Mr. Kane limps with a cane Had a crush on Ms. Payne Blessed and he's strange Now he can't walk the same Innocent three-legged rover Kinda says four-leafed clover His owner smooth Jason Yeah game like Playstation Had the girl's hearts racin' Like you're nervous And pacin' Well I swerved the curb Corner action like verbs n***as sellin' that herb (yeah) Cops throwin' the bird you heard I'm on I-20 Wit' 20's (uh huh) And beats I got plenty Can't wait to see Jenny I been all around the world Met a lot of girls Jenny yeah that's my dog I been so many places Seen so many faces Still ain't none like my dog I been around the world And back again (yeah) Ain't nobody like her yet Don't forget your homies Can't forget my homies Well The sun starts to dim and I'm under the speed limit And there's hectic traffic too Got off at exit 22 Stopped at Lorraine's She's datin' Mr. Kane And she's just as deranged And insane in the brain Man she blew up his Range (look who's talkin') Shouted things so profane Uh huh (she's tryin to be like like Left Eye) So we go to Pit's Lane Way over by the main To get the rest of our girls With them ghetto-a** names (ain't it crazy) Toleda Bonnie Quesha With them hairdo's Look like they went through a seizure You know Go to the movies And you can't see the feature (what the f**, what the f**) And Jenny's father's a preacher And see her unleashed around daddy so sweet Without daddy she a freak (she a ho) I ain't never seen her with the same n***a for weeks Mmmm mmm Nah wait a minute (yeah) I seen her three times with Saadiq Pull up to Jenny's And she's waitin' outside My hair ain't done Get your a** in the ride It's Friday night We high and tight Jenny sippin' on the Henny I'm drivin' tonight My exhaust is about to ignite We turn on Morland Ave And then I see these blue lights (blue lights make me nervous) I feel fright Jenny yells I ain't goin' to jail tonight girl So anyway I'm drivin' slow Then enormously fast Cuz Jenny's dumb a** slammed on the gas She says I'm high (ha) Not to mention all the weed in the ride And the way we drive And are stupid to ride I bust a right on Memorial Drive (go left left) She threw out the Henn I threw out the stash And we was goin' speedin' Oh so fast And we stopped The cops had caught us at last (what you doin' why you stoppin') Knew I forgot somethin' I might have needed some gas So the cop walked up Knocked on the window I dropped I ain't drunk I forgot Jenny's uncle's a cop (yo uncle a cop) Yo relax it's me man You just forgot your keys Your keys? Dumba** (you said it girl) I can't believe I threw out my stash I shoulda whooped your a** I know I have some crazy Friday nights But somethin' about Jenny Makes it alright