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be gone - juvenile lyrics

[hook]
get the h-ll out, the door, can’t you get the h-ll on out the door?(x3)

[verse 1: mannie fresh]
b told me, number 3 was cheatin, with a chick with a stick, yeah them girls be freakin, checkin in motels every other weekend, say bruh, i can’t picture lil one eatin’, boy you ain’t know? for sure she creeping, but she been telling me, dog she going to meet, meeting kitty wit a mouth, that’s what yo chick bout? (man p-ss me my asthma pump, put lil one out), sometimes i be liking, but see them chicks dyking, kissing on each other, mud wrestling, and fighting, hair everywhere-scratching and biting (p-ss me my ashtma pump again man this sh-ts exciting) i be likely to get jump like a game of checkers, and i done g’ed more chicks then nelly don sold records, “e.i.” see i turn a chick out, then give her to another chick, leave “ssss” up in her mouth

[hook]

[baby (birdman)]
here’s a story bout a b-tch named sally, a hot girl lived in that rat hole alley, she stayed shive, stay rockin ballys, a fat p-ssy lay it down in the caddy, back of the seat or back of the pallace, ima hot boy it really don’t matter, my brother kc plays them (??) a jump off, him and steppers, whatever, micheal kimpa, james (???) a big betta, d-ck got a b-tch in miami, a d-ck sweater, like to load her to atl the freak of the week, she did me, slim, joe, and tiki, i dont care b-tch just ride, shake yo p-ssy, and shake yo thighs, get ya hat, get ya coat, it’s time to ride, baby girl looking at me like she surprised

[hook](x2)

[mannie fresh]
lemme tell yall about another one of my lovers (huh bruh?) i caught the ignorant chick poking holes in rubbers, talking bout she late, sorry no wait, girl you f-cked me, mike tyson,and oj

[baby]
these hoes be pullin’ they raw tactics, baby making, and jaw jackin’, mami suck d-ck like a low rider, ohhhhh weee don’t stop her

[mannie fresh]
thinking i’m gon’ claim that baby, girl you coo coo, stupid, dumb and crazy, his eyes green and his hair wavy, dont you hate me ha? you got me played me

[baby]
she movin’ like a n-gga hittin’ switches, but i bet ill her old sh-tty, she a popper h.g. non stopper, she from uptown, baby don’t knock her

[hook] + talking until end of song

- juvenile lyrics

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