Mannie Fresh - Juvenile on Fire lyrics

[Verse 1] Let's say I'm in a room with a b**h and the ho don't wan' f** Like a man I'ma beat my meat and get my f**in' nut - fa'sho' She gonna be drove then And I'ma cut the TV off and go to sleep on that ho then Now tell that to your girlfriend, you tell her everything else She gon' to be with her boyfriend, you gon' to be by your damn self While I'm in my Benz with your friend And she bout to get nervous Baby I don't want nothing but some mouth and lip service Don't act bad, don't get mad That's all I can do with you, cause I don't want your a** Look you kinda fine with a n***a name on your spine Now respect my f**in' mind how I'ma hit that from behind Got a ho across the court And my lil' boo stay next door I'm getting tired of you rappers Its time for me to restore I done fixed these b**hes house up And have them living swell But yet and still a n***a like me was eating at Taco Bell But after that sh** All that trick sh** I stopped it And lock my f**in' pockets You can't pick it or pocket Now I get what I can get Out of these hoes and I'm up And if she wanna flex up I'ma back the ho up [Hook] x4 Girl that's Juvenile You don't know he on fire Seventeen inch Momos Black Magic on his tires [Verse 2] See I know how to treat a ho Just talk and greet a ho n***as know I don't need a ho Don't mix up your people ho If I tell you do something You better do what I say If you planning on playing me Better get out my way A b**h will get you k**ed That's the way I think From some ol' b**h a** n***a Trying to receive my bank p**y come and it go It been like that before I got here p**y don't wait for me or no n***a But its gone stop here For a little while So I'ma get what I could And if she bout s**ing some dick I ain't hating its all good Now can I get that out you It ain't hard to do You'se a fine motherf**er And it starts with you I'm trying to f** something till it can't see What I'ma show you with this dick You gone thank me A n***a gone be like that until the moment I retire Ask them b**hes 'bout me And they gonna say that I'm on fire [Hook] [Verse 3] If I even f** with a b**h She gonna know Not to conversate with n***as And to open my door My business is my business It ain't to be heard My n***as is my n***as So you don't say a word And you don't touch my sh** You don't drive my sh** I got dope in the house And I hide my sh** I got bad nerves I hope you don't try my sh** Do right and nice things I'mma buy my b**h Some b**hes you gotta play'em with a long string You play them close And they gone be thinking wrong things You got something that I hear you don't wanna bring You not a muthaf**in' player you a punk man Let me get one of them hoes up on this dope dick Stop handcuffing that b**h let her approach this You know when Juvenile comes he has to smoke sh** I'm on fire, on fire And you know this [Hook] [Outro] You can f** my b**h You can f** my b**h You can f** my b**h You can f** my b**h Let me f** your b**h I don't love that b**h I don't trust that b**h You can f** my b**h Let me f** your b**h I don't love that b**h I don't trust that b**h You can f** my b**h Let me f** your b**h I don't love that b**h I don't trust that b**h You can f** my b**h Let me f** your b**h I don't love that b**h I don't trust that b**h You don't know he on fire You don't know he on fire You don't know he on fire You don't know he on fire Hot Hot Hot Hot Hot Hot Hot My b**h is your b**h My b**h is your b**h Your b**h is my b**h My b**h is your b**h My b**h is your b**h Your b**h is my b**h