TM88 - Where Was You lyrics

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TM88 - Where Was You lyrics

[Hook: Juicy J] We was out there on the curb tryna' get it where was you Higher than a bird hopping out the flying spur like I need a parachute We was out there on the curb tryna' get it where was you In the concrete jungle where they ain't afraid to hustle and they ain't scared to shoot (shoot) [Verse 1: Juicy J] Where was you when I ain't have a pot to piss in Where was you when my homie came up missing Where was you when I was out here on the clock I can tell you this you waddn't on the block But its alright I hustle all night You be smoking sh** you be all hype Mane that sh** was vicious how can I forget it Pushing all these chickens tryna get a ticket I might leave a trail cause my swag drippin' All this sh** you talking bout you know I live it I'm LeBron with the vision, n***a you a witness This Jordan on my chain bigger than a midget [Hook: Juicy J] We was out there on the curb tryna' get it where was you Higher than a bird hopping out the flying spur like I need a parachute We was out there on the curb tryna' get it where was you In the concrete jungle where they ain't afraid to hustle and they ain't scared to shoot (shoot) [Verse 2: Wiz] Where the f** was you n***a, when I was a young n***a I done held guns for n***as, that was fun for my n***as Smoking weed in the trap living comfortable n***a If the police came we would run from them n***as Couple n***as start snitching, we ain't f** with them n***as Gotta problem we pull up with a truck full n***as I'm a boss I ain't nothing like these other lil n***as Got no trust for them n***as, got no love for them n***as If this was back in the day we'd bust on them n***as I 'ont argue in the street I don't f**s with no n***a We find out where we could meet then we jump on a n***a And they do that sh** for cheap, so its nothing lil n***a [Hook: Juicy J] We was out there on the curb tryna' get it where was you (gang gang gang gang gang gang gang gang gang gang) Higher than a bird hopping out the flying spur like I need a parachute We was out there on the curb tryna' get it where was you (where was you) In the concrete jungle where they ain't afraid to hustle and they ain't scared to shoot (shoot) [Verse 3: Juicy J] I might have a actress laying on my mattress I ain't with that talking b**h I'm bout that action Call me uncle sam cause you know I'm taxing' Yo b**h swallow my seed but you ain't in my bracket Please don't get me twisted just because I'm rapping I can send a hit out on you like a tackle I could show you how to cook ‘em up and wrap ‘em I could tell you bout that Mac and I ain't talking Apple Cause I can get you knocked off for no charge n***a You gone take it in the chest like a charge n***a I swear that street sh** get my dawgs charged n***a You say you can get me right but what you charge n***a [Hook: Juicy J] We was out there on the curb tryna' get it where was you (gang gang gang gang gang gang gang gang gang gang) Higher than a bird hopping out the flying spur like I need a parachute We was out there on the curb tryna' get it where was you (where was you) In the concrete jungle where they ain't afraid to hustle and they ain't scared to shoot (shoot) [Outro: Juicy J] Lemme chirp these fools I can barely hear you, no wonder I can't see you I landed the jet and went and bought a bald eagle I'm on tour with n***as from my hood thats my people And they used to push the rock like Memphis Bleek and Beanie Sigel I ain't see you when I ain't have a whip to get around You wasn't with me at the bottom, I'm not f**in' with you now Ran into a young n***a say he look up to me Juicy drop that new sh** you gon' f** up the streets Bought to f** up a check, and then I'm off for a week Met a b**h at the Versace store and f**ed her to sleep When I'm finished with her I'mma drop her off where I found her And I wake up every morning to the sound of money counters

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