Let My Nuts Go lyrics

by

Juicy J


[Verse 1: Too $hort]
You couldn't be a better playa than me
Even if you f*cked every day of the week
I know you think you got it like that but peep
I be f*ckin' hoes every day of the week
You never could be a better playa than me
Even if you rolled in luxury
I know you sport-coatin' that top notch freak
You never could be a better playa than me
When I first got to the club it was cool to f*ck
Walked passed these hoes and they looked me up and back down again
Recognize a pimp
Next thing I know, I'm tellin' lies again
Sellin' dreams to hoes from everything I know
Grab the microphone then I spit these flows
I came in this muthaf*cka with my n*ggas
I plan on leavin' here with yo b*tches
Anybody feel they got a problem with that
You need to take off yo pimp hat n*gga
And get the f*ck out my way
'Cause I don't f*ck with scrubs on any day
I can't buy her no drink, she can't ride with me
I don't know her and she can't stand beside me
But yo b*tch, I might f*ck her
Just because I know you's a sucker
[Chorus: Too $hort]
Let my nuts go, b*tch
Let my nuts go
Let my nuts go, b*tch
Do you like the way they swang
Let my nuts go, b*tch
Let my nuts go
Let my nuts go, b*tch you keep rappin' in my ear and got me mad as hell

[Verse 2: The Nation Riders]
Let me hit that weed, [?] what you drinkin'
6 months ago, hoe yo ass wasn't speakin'
Now I see yo face in every bad way stop
Tryin' yo plots since the CD dropped
I went nuts cause I'm like that with Too $heezy
Got no time for you triflin' ass broke breezies
Jon [?] doin' thangs, now that's so true
And you bad news b*tch I ain't f*ckin' with you

Punk b*tch think she real smart, runnin' that G
But talk is cheap hoe, spend some cash money with me
Look up when I pull up and come runnin' to see
If $hort Dog is in the car, Murder 1 is with me
You heard Nationwide was ballin', we make 100's and G's
Takin' trips to the islands, smilin' under the trees
When I step up, all these heffers start comin' for me
Let my nuts go chickenhead you gets nothin' for free
[Chorus: Too $hort]
Let my nuts go, b*tch
Let my nuts go
Let my nuts go, b*tch
Do you like the way they swang
Let my nuts go, b*tch
Let my nuts go
Let my muthaf*ckin' nuts go
b*tch, you keep rappin' in my ear and got me mad as hell

[Verse 3: The Nation Riders]
Now we gettin' hella looks soon as we pimped through the door
And we seen hell of freaks we ain't f*cked before
They got some b*tches on the prawl of gold-diggin' missions
And my folks is livin' foul, they whoopin' ass with precision
Fallin' back at the club, smoked up
Gettin' scoped by a hoe with a n*gga, I know she tryin' to f*ck
But her homie wanna play G.I. Joe
Hommie you better check yo hoe before yo big ass hit the flo'
Let my nuts go
n*gga when I step in the club
'Cause y'all blowin' stress and we blowin' bud
I showed him love once and let him come with my crew
Now every f*ckin' time he tryin' to jump in line
Yellin' out, "[?] can I get in with y'all?"
I ain't feelin' sorry for him, so I tell him, "Hell naw"
Now $hort Records in the VIP
I'ma sock you if you don't get off my N-U-T's
[Chorus: Too $hort]
Let my nuts go, b*tch
Let my nuts go
Let my nuts go, b*tch
Do you like the way they swang
Let my nuts go, b*tch
Let my nuts go
You better let my nuts go
b*tch, you keep rappin' in my ear and got me mad as hell

[Bridge: Lil' Jon & Eastside Boys]
What the f*ck my n*gga what the f*ck (What the f*ck)
What the f*ck my n*gga what the f*ck (What the f*ck)
What the f*ck my n*gga what the f*ck (What the f*ck)
What the f*ck my n*gga what the f*ck (What the f*ck)
Back up b*tch n*gga back (Back up)
Back up b*tch n*gga back (Back up)
Back up b*tch n*gga back (Back up)
Back up b*tch n*gga back (Back up)
Now if you want some (What), come and get some (Get some)
If you want some n*gga come get some (Come get some)
Now if you want some (What), come and get some (Get some)
If you want some n*gga come get some (Come get some)
Why you all on my nuts like a trick
I heard you was a jailhouse b*tch
Why you all on my nuts like a trick
I heard you was a jailhouse b*tch
n*gga

[Chorus: Too $hort]
Let my nuts go, b*tch
Let my nuts go
Let my nuts go, b*tch
Do you like the way they swang
Let my nuts go, b*tch
Let my nuts go
Let my muthaf*ckin' nuts go
b*tch, you keep rappin' in my ear and got me mad as hell

[Verse 4: Quint Black]
Uh, the word is Dollar ain't the same
Ever since I started Nation ridin', got a lil' change
Surrounded myself by game, n*ggas sayin' I'm counterfeit
Ain't that a b*tch
Re-evaluate and stop ridin' my di*k
Leave that to yo main b*tch, let her live once
n*ggas always surround when I burn my blunts
Give me 3 feet and let me eat
n*ggas some b*tches, used to be too good now they can't speak
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