Elbow a n*gga lyrics

by

Juicy J


[Hook]
I bet you won't
Elbow a n*gga, elbow a n*gga
Elbow a n*gga, elbow a n*gga
I bet you won't
Stomp, motherf*cker, stomp, motherf*cker stomp
Stomp, motherf*cker, stomp, motherf*cker stomp
I bet you won't
Elbow a n*gga, elbow a n*gga
Elbow a n*gga, elbow a n*gga
I bet you won't
Stomp, motherf*cker, stomp, motherf*cker stomp
Stomp, motherf*cker, stomp, motherf*cker stomp

[Verse 1: Juicy J]
Hurt n*gga, I'm coming out the f*cking closet
Stay the f*ck up off my di*k, I feel the bucking poppin',poppin'
Boy I ain't a ho, 'cause I caught you b*tches liquor store
n*ggas that need somthing in yo' ??? punk yo' nuts broke studio
Gangsta step up to the f*cking wheel
Call you n*gga, call yo' click
And please tell them shoot to kill
Wishing that you would pop yo' nuts, 'cause I'm throwing them thangs
Take care of your business b*tch, now we'll see who run your game
Ho
[Verse 2: DJ Paul]
These n*ggas all in my face, my face these n*ggas be yening
I'm mixing screwdrivers wit' J, but don't forget the gining
And then I go show my rings and my fake gold chain
(Edit)Grab the nine like I'm off Soul Train
But I wait, let them haters move first
Hundred more bustas I'll make, before I finish a verse
Verses getting crucial, crucial verses getting
Cases be spinning, n*ggas hittin' but I'm hittin'
Long as I'm rich

[Hook]
I bet you won't
Elbow a n*gga, elbow a n*gga
Elbow a n*gga, elbow a n*gga
I bet you won't
Stomp, motherf*cker, stomp, motherf*cker stomp
Stomp, motherf*cker, stomp, motherf*cker stomp
I bet you won't
Elbow a n*gga, elbow a n*gga
Elbow a n*gga, elbow a n*gga
I bet you won't
Stomp, motherf*cker, stomp, motherf*cker stomp
Stomp, motherf*cker, stomp, motherf*cker stomp

[Verse 3: Lord Infamous]
Homicide minded and you've been blinded
Bodies I hide 'em and you can find it
Hurt your whole faculty, invert your reality
Task force, SWAT team, martials are after me BLAY!
Trail of blood drips, stiffs in the fortress
Had to blast his organs, took all his fortunes
Importing weapons, put it on my beltings
Weapon your skeleton like a wicked witch
???? see them bail
[Verse 4: Project Pat]
Be the next n*gga to fall
Wit' these mags and these techs I be the next n*gga to ball
In your shift, flip the script, see another chapter
Has been written in this game, Project Pat is the pastor
Mane I'm after Lucci, Lucci like a deacon in a church
With these infra-beam eyes scooping out a b*tches purse
I disperse killer lyrics like a tone in ya mug
Hypnotize Minds gotta, n*gga hooked like some drugs

[Hook]
I bet you won't
Elbow a n*gga, elbow a n*gga
Elbow a n*gga, elbow a n*gga
I bet you won't
Stomp, motherf*cker, stomp, motherf*cker stomp
Stomp, motherf*cker, stomp, motherf*cker stomp
I bet you won't
Elbow a n*gga, elbow a n*gga
Elbow a n*gga, elbow a n*gga
I bet you won't
Stomp, motherf*cker, stomp, motherf*cker stomp
Stomp, motherf*cker, stomp, motherf*cker stomp
I bet you won't
Elbow a n*gga, elbow a n*gga
Elbow a n*gga, elbow a n*gga
I bet you won't
Stomp, motherf*cker, stomp, motherf*cker stomp
Stomp, motherf*cker, stomp, motherf*cker stomp
I bet you won't
Elbow a n*gga, elbow a n*gga
Elbow a n*gga, elbow a n*gga
I bet you won't
Stomp, motherf*cker, stomp, motherf*cker stomp
Stomp, motherf*cker, stomp, motherf*cker stomp
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