Juvenile

Juvenile - Animal lyrics

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[Mannie Fresh]

Gentlemen and ladies, it's your boy, the dude

Freaky-fre, fre, fre-eh-Fresh

We gon' bring it to you somethin like this

[Chorus One: Juvenile]

Woof, I'm a animal, yes I am a animal

I'm a animal, yes I am a animal

I'm a animal, yes I am a animal

I'm a animal, yes I am a animal

[Juvenile]

How you just gon' back me up and I'm 2 dollars from bein rich

You oughta be grateful a nigga like me even see you BITCH

I was thinkin about rockin Arribas, but the gators look nice

Nigga was talkin about they was comin out like players tonight

They won't let me in with my pistol I'm okay with the knife-a

Anything I can get my hands on when the fight starts

Could get one of these hoes that's gotta stand, by the right bar

Get the wife and she could {?} {?} light stars

She ain't stupid, she recognize who it is

Enjoy the lyrics on the records, play the songs for the kids

For instance, I can come through bouncin in this bitch like what

And she's figured this shit, she ready to give that life up

Wonderin how do it feel to be with G's like us

Be in a better situation than that all night bus

You're wild hoe be fuckin up my G's

You better get back, I spent six and a quarter for these, ya hear me?

[Chorus]

[Chorus Two: Juvenile]

Get gorilla with it, get gorilla with it

Get gorilla with it, get gorilla with it

Get gorilla with it, get gorilla with it

Get gorilla with it, get gorilla with it

[Juvenile]

I see you watchin how the boy comes to Grover

And you wanna overthrown him, knock him off his throne

Your potnahs rockin with you 'til they find out who it is

Then they gon' try to convince y'all to leave it alone

I'm here to sabotage what enemies accomplish

They're not about the camouflage, the homies that I ride with

I keeps it ghetto for my street people and convicts

I don't vouch for nobody, I just make sure I pay homage

Hey shorty, this nigga here's a vet like Shaq

I don't have to control the ball but I control that rap

If I smack you on your ass you gonna throw that back

They like it when a gangster take control like that

She feels protected when she in that Lexus

Givin me head, got me takin all wrong exits

I'm not the people you should be upset with

I don't mean no harm baby and I'm not sexist

[Chorus One + Chorus Two]

[Juvenile]

A gangsta still fightin charges but he totes that glock

Like a junkie with a pipe up in the smoke crack spot

I be in every hood, see I knows the block

From Watts to one-fo'-fifth by the clothing shops

Nope, I ain't rockin with them boys I was with

But I'm still blingin and showin off my toys in this bitch

When a real nigga show up hoes switch up they games

Tell us who they really is and give y'all different names

Claimin, she ain't nuttin like them boys be sayin

Shit I'm only tryin to knock the pussy outta the frame

Look here, I tried to chill but they gave me some mills

Me and Mannie back at it, 'bout to get another deal

I got my hand wrapped around the steerin wheel

Hoes like EWWW they can't understand the grill

Skip called me up he got them all on chill

Well let's go and get us some hoes so we can do this heah, y'know

[Chorus One + Chorus Two]

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