Young Jeezy - Stylin lyrics

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Young Jeezy - Stylin lyrics

[Intro:] n***as wanna do it n***a, f** it, let's do it See, this is what I do So there ain't nothin' to it If the conversation trap Speak that fluent In the club blowing money Like I motherf**in' grew it [Hook:] You see me stylin' on your b**h a** You see me stylin' on your b**h a** You see me stylin' on your b**h a** You see me stylin' on your b**h a** [Verse 1:] Gon' step in this b**h And I got plenty to blow Tuck your chain and tuck your bottles If you smart you'll tuck your ho These n***as know they ain't f**in' with your Mr. Snow I swear I get a buzz every time you talk blow I'm k**in' myself I am k**in' this sh** Don't make me go there Spend a mil in this b**h See I hop in that Ferrari like I'm still in this b**h The sun came up And we still in this b**h What?! [Hook] [Verse 2:] Time's up, take off the top There it is, a half a block And the grind is never-ending Man, I swear it never stops But you got a hundred thousand n***as shooting at your spot "You the best that ever did it, ever done it" thanks a lot If the subject drug-related then you know I'm going in If they 25 a piece then you know I'm buying ten If they find them chickens at your house Your a** is going to jail If you can't weigh it with your eyes You actually need a scale [Hook] [Verse 3:] Damn right it's all true Paid dues and made moves I stay away from n***as Heard them n***as bad news Say the street committee say them n***as tellin' on the streets Got the nerve to hate on you You know when that sh** is weak Top down, pistol out, you know I'm on the creep Looking for a stylin' redbone I hope that she a freak If that p**y good as I think it is I'm a tweak Got on with the head doctor And the bill won't let me sleep [Hook] [Outro:] I'm k**in' myself I am k**in' this sh** The grind is never-evening Man, I swear it don't stop I'm k**in' myself I am k**in' this sh** Don't make me go there Spend a mil in this b**h n***as wanna do it n***a, f** it, let's do it See, this is what I do So there ain't nothin' to it If the conversation trap Speak that fluent In the club blowing money Like I motherf**in' grew it