You Would Too lyrics

by

Juicy J


[Verse 1: Kent Jamz]
I fell in love with hi-hats last summer
f*cked so many b*tches with fat asses from the ave
Now I pass em to A$AP Rocky who gon stop me?
This rap sh*t don't work out your girl said she got me
I'm c*cky who gon top me? I guess it's you, I guess it's you
I guess it's...
They want me terrified haters think they got me shaking in my pants
Mad cause I probably had they girl coming out her pants
But I won't be scurred I just make all my b*tches go to church
Roll up with me and her when we come out the swervin
Black and Persian damn near perfect, uh
She black and persian damn near perfect
And if I ever get the chance I'mma f*ck your new girlfriend
You would too..
Said if I ever get the chance I'mma f*ck your new girlfriend
You would too, you would too, you would too

[Verse 2: Casey Veggies]
Cause ever since I made it rapping, baby girl bout asking
The way she throw it back it's classic, like Nas on Illmatic
Double L's be sagging make them hoes attract like magnets
Told that girl chase that money, this here probably get me faster
Peas and Carrots we stacking, counting paying my taxes
She wanted to go for round 2 cause last night was practice
Homie get yo girl, let her know that you thorough
We some young n*ggas getting money man take yo girl to the mausoleum
Show her something that she ain't seen like a damn black hole or something
And she know I be right around town acting like she wanna roll or something
My main girl I'll throw her something if she need get home or something
Tryna go through my phone or something
But she don't even know the codes or nothing
[Verse 3: Joon]
All I do is, All I do is think about and make cake
And what yo n*gga been doing? Don't worry I'll wait
n*ggas ain't real n*ggas fake as f*ck
Still ain't f*cking with these hoes they favorite cake is c*m
My n*gga smoke yo blunt then f*ck yo b*tch
That's just how it is in the city that we living in
Don't be so sensitive we all n*ggas here, yo chick a flip
Bet if my baby momma made her way to your condo with all of friends
And gave you the eye you'd ask your n*gga for a condom and you hit that sh*t

[Verse 4]
Cause that pus*y power be serious
Got b*tches tryna get near us
My hoes in the crowd they cheering
Ya'll hoes damping your spirit
I just brush em off players do
And f*ck her once and pound that pus*y till its navy blue
She suck my c*ck and then she probably suck my homies too
I can't trust these hoes mayne
On the low they run some cold game
Gotta f*ck for dough they got no shame
It's in my DNA treat em all the same
Like Veggies mayne everything wavy
b*tch tripping, it's all gravy
I'm back cracking new hoes daily
[Verse 5: Rockie Fresh]
Yeah, ain't gotta front I been about this sh*t
Go and get it bring it home and then you count the sh*t
You should be living 40 acres where your houses sit
Your n*gga hating he prolly got a ounce to flip
He sell, we sail on them boats
We smoke, they smell, sh*t is dope
More focus they'll never look into my eyes
Shorty threw it at me and I caught it by surprise
She said her friend feeling me that's a bad move
Cause I'll do the whole team, I'm a bad dude
Yeah, but I will never say your name
Cause I'm a real n*gga I don't play them kind of games
But I can put you on a plane
Have you shopping in the mall and you just know you hit a stain
And then I leave never to return again
And you'll be thinking you'll be wishing like
"Where this n*gga been?" like "What this n*gga on?" like...
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