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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Juvenile
Juvenile
Künstler:in
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Byron Thomas
Byron Thomas
Komponist:in
Terius Gray
Terius Gray
Komponist:in
Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr.
Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr.
Komponist:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Mannie Fresh
Mannie Fresh
Produzent:in
Whop
Whop
Mischtechniker:in
Wheatie
Wheatie
Mischtechniker:in
Lil Warren
Lil Warren
Mischtechniker:in

Lyrics

You about that paper, you on top You handling business, you doing swell Down with yoour partners to the finish Are you willing To hit the streets up and make a killing Are you a villain Pushing a Bentley making millions Do you do your time Without ratting on your partners Do you kill your beef With a pistol or a chopper Is you the man Do you pay all of your bills Did you make a plan And won't stop 'til it's fulfilled Can you handle Coke, can you handle dope Ain't afraid to go, even though you know Your daddy, look your, do you take care of your kids Is it clean in your crib Can't you stand to eat some ribs Ain't it scandalous how we live You ball with Cash Money Do you like Manny Fresh Ain't it jive how I rap Putting New Orleans on the map You brush your teeth You on tem hoes You got them Ree's on your feet With them Girbauds Then you a Solja partner, put up a Solja Rag Throw up a Solja Rag, put up a Solja Rag Then you a Solja partner, put up a Solja Rag Throw up a Solja rag, put up a Solja rag Then you a Solja partner, put up a Solja rag Throw up a Solja rag, put up a Solja rag Then you a Solja partner, put up a Solja Rag Throw up a Solja Rag, put up a Solja Rag Now what's happening with you You knocking them heads off too You do what a playa do You work in the Rochambeau You ain't scared to blast When you got that iron with you Do your twerk it fast You acts a fool You got your ski mask And your Solja Rag, look You ready to blow a bag Can you hustle like it's legal Can you avoid that people And hotwire a Regal You about that evil Look You on a ignorant trip When your girl get flip Do you deal with her lip You like them Beamers You like them Benz 500s You like thmem Hummers You like them big fine womens You a player ain't you None of these cowards out could fade you The ghetto made you Dope fiends and junkies raised you Do you sleep in suites Do you go shopping every week When you hit that streets You got dem Reeboks on your feet Then you a Solja partner, put up a Solja Rag Throw up a Solja Rag, put up a Solja Rag Then you a Solja partner, put up a Solja Rag Throw up a Solja rag, put up a Solja rag Then you a Solja partner, put up a Solja rag Throw up a Solja rag, put up a Solja rag Then you a Solja partner, put up a Solja Rag Throw up a Solja Rag, put up a Solja Rag Then you a Solja partner, put up a Solja Rag Is you a paper chaser You got your block on fire Remaining a G, until the moment you expire You know what it is, tomake nothing outta something You handle your biz, and don't be crying And suffering Your players is with you You got your girlfriends with you Since you was a kid You was a instant wig-splitter You twinkle your slug You ain't no coward huh You stomping your box in the mud A Hot Boy microwave oven Tatooted up, booted up None of these sissys loving Your windows are tinted You got AG and a half and you ready to spend it You don't mess with them Nike tennis? You play with Barettas You got choppers up on the dresser You sleep in the Royal Sonesta You wanna hit Vanessa You believe in GOD But can you handle it when its hard And represent your ward You be stalking the boulevard Then you a Solja partner, put up a Solja Rag, put up a Solja Rag Throw up a Solja Rag, put up a Solja Rag, put up a Solja Rag Then you a Solja partner, put up a Solja Rag, put up a Solja Rag, put up a Solja Rag Then you a Solja partner, you're a Solja partner, you're a Solja, you're a Solja, you're a Solja partner Pull up a Solja rag, put up a Solja Rag, put up a Solja Rag Now march player step, now march player step Now march player step, now march player step Now march player step, now march player step Now march player step, now march player step Put up a solja rag, put up a solja rag Don't be no fag boy Put up a solja rag, come blow a bag boy Put up a solja rag, holla at me boy Put up a Solja Rag, put up a Solja Rag, put up a Solja Rag, put up a Solja Rag, put up a Solja Rag Now march player step, now march player step Now march player step, now march player step Now march player step, now march player step Now march player step, now march player step Now march player step, now march player step March, march, march, march Put up a Solja Rag, put up a Solja Rag, put up a Solja Rag, do it nigga men, put up a Solja Rag
Writer(s): Terius Gray, Byron O. Thomas Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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