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don't let em see - juicy j & xavier wulf lyrics

[intro: juicy j]
play me some pimpin’, man
haha, you tryna get at me?
you gotta do better than that, i’m sorry
hahahahaha (oh, man)

[chorus: juicy j]
what your man got to do with me?
what your man got to do with me?
not gon’ post you on my page, ain’t no room for the shade
ain’t got time for that messy sh*t, i don’t let ’em see
what your man got to do with me?
what your man got to do with me?
i don’t care ’bout your man and your nosy*ass friends
[?] flexes that they never be

[verse 1: juicy j]
i was somewhere getting cash, man, ran into this bad thing
coke bottle shaped ass bustin’ out the d*mn frame
i’m not playing with you, girl, i see you not a d*mn game
i can tell you feeling me, the chemistry is off the chain
i told her, “back it up, them othеr guys don’t got a chance” (really)
that is what she told mе, then she got a man
oh sh*t, here we go again
national, step on his toe, just get it while i did it
i get h*lla stamina ’cause i been in the gym
i got time today, i last longer than him
take you out of central, strip you down to your skims
say you got a man, you here without him again
i’m a man of my word, rules is rules
if you snooze, you lose, don’t get mad if she choose
get you dipped down, covered in juice
let you sip some smooth while you tan by the pool (i kinda like that)
[chorus: juicy j]
what your man got to do with me?
what your man got to do with me?
not gon’ post you on my page, ain’t no room for the shade
ain’t got time for that messy sh*t, i don’t let ’em see
what your man got to do with me?

[interlude]
haha
nosy friends?

[verse 2: xavier wulf]
i’m pullin’ in with them customs, pack rims on a ho
i don’t argue with you n*ggas but i shoot if he approach
i’m in memphis in the mud, i’m in cali on the coast
you don’t really ball, n*gga, you a ricky on the coast
tell that b*tch i’m finna chill, she be tryna do the most
i’m the type of n*gga drag ’em ’cause tell no*no, bro
you the type of n*gga go and lay down when you broke
i’m good at making quick decisions, should i save her? h*ll no
smoking more, the most, smoke so much, look like a ghost
i stood on what i said, i don’t give a n*gga hope
brand new fn, you can get this at the store
dragon, fame gang, b*tch, that’s all he need to know

- juicy j xavier wulf lyrics

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