Juvenile

Juvenile - My Nina lyrics

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Feat. Keem

So I call my nigga zo up

I told to bring the chop cuz we bout to load up, nigga hold up

Turning lights down when we roll up

The jump spinning on the cutter like a motto

We’ll be all up in your every you

Popping like a Seven Up, pray like a prador and my pocket get away from you

Let me squeeze and your face are calling you

Serving with that white shit, I can that girl Jessica

Ooh Lord I am a nigga from the back side

The hand gun bullets looking like the main side

Lil nigga I’ve been broughting like a shake side

A heavy man a little bigger than the case

Sound I have fife, you frown nigga but I eat right

I do it for my dogs nigga I don’t flex twice

Black glap, black gloves on the back part

I walked on, I ain’t try to play no game now

Is me and my Nina when rolled up

And I’mma call my hitters when I’m post up

Me and dollar nigga with my news up

Me and my Nina, all I need is my Nina

Is me and my Nina when rolled up

And I’mma call my hitters when I’m post up

Me and dollar nigga with my news up

Me and my Nina, all I need is my Nina

Nigga always with me bitch. I told ‘em, like my wallet

She always got that attitude that don’t wanna be bother

She got a reputation over and fucking up a paddy

Tripping all the time and she ain’t even over Malley

Me I only rock her since I met her on the project

Fucking over nigga making money in the process

She the one that use and put on the fire with

My nigga stupid, she need need to see a psychiatrist

Real talk she don't even have a conscious

She on my side when I trap or ready for nonsense

All I need is my Nina and I love my niggas

But today I don't need 'em

Is me and my Nina when rolled up

And I’mma call my hitters when I’m post up

Me and dollar nigga with my news up

Me and my Nina, all I need is my Nina

Is me and my Nina when rolled up

And I’mma call my hitters when I’m post up

Me and dollar nigga with my news up

Me and my Nina, all I need is my Nina

Young nigga but I’ve been ‘til all lie

East side got bullets for your whole block

I heard your homie got block and he told to cops

But damn I can’t talk here

And I’mma live this life style ‘til I’m so stop

I’m living in the fast lane ‘til I don’t stop

But fall nigga wanna turn pussy, want it so drop

I gotta win the right songs in the dope spots

I’m from the hood when the neighbor starts get alone

I snap back ‘til you catch what a feeling on

I take a chain, I’m at the funeral, waiting all

And I can flip a thousand dollars into the zone

Is me and my Nina when rolled up

And I’mma call my hitters when I’m post up

Me and dollar nigga with my news up

Me and my Nina, all I need is my Nina

Is me and my Nina when rolled up

And I’mma call my hitters when I’m post up

Me and dollar nigga with my news up

Me and my Nina, all I need is my Nina

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