Lirik Lagu Set It Off (Radio Remix) - Juvenile
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[Lil Wayne](Okay) Uh-huh (uh-huh) okay (mmhmm) uh-huh(Mmhmm) Street mix (street mix)(Uh-huh) Listen, listen, listen..
(Ladies and gentleman!)Okay I'm Weezy Wee the man and I reps it wellAnd it's gon' be Cash Money whether death or jailCatch me flossin in the hood, tryin to get at ya girlOr in a Porsche like a bat out of hell - vrrrrooomNow I'ma tell ya how it is and no matter the costRespect me or get a shot to where you gather your thoughtsGot a Escalade wavin on them deep dish rimsAnd got ya girl sayin "We just friends" - I ain't trippinI'ma do it for my city so ya gotta get with itBlue-eyed Bentley, knew I'd get it, uh-huhFrom the streets of the dirty, it's humid and muddyWe get money or it get bloody, ya hoid me?I got some freaks on my side that you'll likeAnd somethin on my wrist colder than a Coors LightIt's SQ-7 CMB it's lifeIt's Hot Boy forever Weezy Wee get right, uh-huh(Ladies and gentleman!)
[Chorus 2X: Juvenile]A wodie, whassup? Wodette, whassup?A wodie, whassup? Set it off in this mother whassup?A wodie, whassup? A wodette, whassup?A wodie, whassup? Set it off in this mother whassup?
[Baby]I'm the #1 stunna Baby, B, Bryan and BubbaGot that Crist' in my hand, a pistol in the otherOlde English and Hot Boy bout to get in some troublePlus I'm leanin off the liquor, bout to get at your womanI'm runnin with them HPG's, them Uptown thugsI ain't buyin the bar homey I'm buyin the clubSo momma look, get chea, show me whassupPut some straightenin on them dubs, and show me some loveLike Hennessy, (?), clean, GYou gotta admit it that's the way it's supposed to beI'm the bird man homey and I'm sellin them cheapsPut hits on bustaz while I'm brushin my teefsCan't quit this now cause you done played it too strongStunna call you on it 'til I'm dead and goneOne love to them Hot Boys, sellin that wrongAnd my homies in the pen, from usin they phones
[Chorus]
[Turk]Look, forget what ya heard dawg, Turk still thugginYou got me messed up, bout to make me start bustinTrust me, I don't miss cousinAnd the last thing you see is fire and blood gushinI'm a lil' thug, always strapped with that thangYou get killed thug, when you're messin with me mainI run with real soldiers called the B.G.F.Ready for anything you could believe dat dereI guess it's in us to be the way that we beWe all from Uptown, from the 3 'til the 13thWe tote choppers, with a hundred in 'emAnd you see them dome shots we bout, runnin in 'emWe play it raw, give a know what about the lawThey get stole too when they, messin with usMy team still strong, we all from the hoodCMR for life, come between? Wish you would
[Chorus]
{*Juvenile ad libs to fade*}
(Ladies and gentleman!)Okay I'm Weezy Wee the man and I reps it wellAnd it's gon' be Cash Money whether death or jailCatch me flossin in the hood, tryin to get at ya girlOr in a Porsche like a bat out of hell - vrrrrooomNow I'ma tell ya how it is and no matter the costRespect me or get a shot to where you gather your thoughtsGot a Escalade wavin on them deep dish rimsAnd got ya girl sayin "We just friends" - I ain't trippinI'ma do it for my city so ya gotta get with itBlue-eyed Bentley, knew I'd get it, uh-huhFrom the streets of the dirty, it's humid and muddyWe get money or it get bloody, ya hoid me?I got some freaks on my side that you'll likeAnd somethin on my wrist colder than a Coors LightIt's SQ-7 CMB it's lifeIt's Hot Boy forever Weezy Wee get right, uh-huh(Ladies and gentleman!)
[Chorus 2X: Juvenile]A wodie, whassup? Wodette, whassup?A wodie, whassup? Set it off in this mother whassup?A wodie, whassup? A wodette, whassup?A wodie, whassup? Set it off in this mother whassup?
[Baby]I'm the #1 stunna Baby, B, Bryan and BubbaGot that Crist' in my hand, a pistol in the otherOlde English and Hot Boy bout to get in some troublePlus I'm leanin off the liquor, bout to get at your womanI'm runnin with them HPG's, them Uptown thugsI ain't buyin the bar homey I'm buyin the clubSo momma look, get chea, show me whassupPut some straightenin on them dubs, and show me some loveLike Hennessy, (?), clean, GYou gotta admit it that's the way it's supposed to beI'm the bird man homey and I'm sellin them cheapsPut hits on bustaz while I'm brushin my teefsCan't quit this now cause you done played it too strongStunna call you on it 'til I'm dead and goneOne love to them Hot Boys, sellin that wrongAnd my homies in the pen, from usin they phones
[Chorus]
[Turk]Look, forget what ya heard dawg, Turk still thugginYou got me messed up, bout to make me start bustinTrust me, I don't miss cousinAnd the last thing you see is fire and blood gushinI'm a lil' thug, always strapped with that thangYou get killed thug, when you're messin with me mainI run with real soldiers called the B.G.F.Ready for anything you could believe dat dereI guess it's in us to be the way that we beWe all from Uptown, from the 3 'til the 13thWe tote choppers, with a hundred in 'emAnd you see them dome shots we bout, runnin in 'emWe play it raw, give a know what about the lawThey get stole too when they, messin with usMy team still strong, we all from the hoodCMR for life, come between? Wish you would
[Chorus]
{*Juvenile ad libs to fade*}
