Juvenile

Juvenile - Numb Numb lyrics

rate me

[Verse 1: (Juvenile)]

hey you want score a key, no you want score a ounce

I ain't gone show you shit, make sure you got da right amount

boy I can't front you nottin but I respect ya G

it could be fatal, if i let niggas get next to me

the junkers like my coke, Doctors and laywers too

they in and out here all day, looking for the right Peru

I use to do it too but i had to let it go

I can't get loaded I'm lil woodie that suply tha coke

my shit'll have you were you dont even much wanna eat

have you a lack of sleep always out up in them streets

been in rehab for weeks come home and get a bag from me

you gon' relaspe indeed, probably won't ever leave

don't wan't no problems, I just wanna get this cheddar please

I can't get popped, I've been convicted for two felonies

look i'm just trying to put some clothes on my daughter

I hope they aint ridin I need to sell this other quarter

[Chorous: (Juvenile)]

if you score some coke from me, you will be

numb numb numb numb

numb numb numb numb

numb numb numb numb

if you don't get it from me, you will be

dumb dumb dumb dumb

dumb dumb dumb dumb

dumb dumb dumb dumb

you'll be commin back in minutes, to get

some some some some

some some some some

some some some some

dam juvie where you get that

from from from from

from from from from

from from from from

They don't work off the hit cause we don't fuck with the foes

they be sellin them soft we had enough of them sold

and we work off the hit cause we don't fuck with the foes

we don't be sellin them soft we had enough of them sold

[Verse 2: (Juvenile)]

yo we did'nt bring it in this shit is shipped to me

i never transported nothin peep out my history

my house is sittin plush my cars is lookin lovely

police man wanna cuff me therefore i'm rollin buckets

not trying to make it public don't wanna be tha subject

mamma told me don't spend no money, boy stay in your budget

i seen a lot a fools goin buyin alot of shoes

they children not in school they got a lot to prove

i puts my money back up in to my flip

some to tha side in case dem people run up in shit

chopper up all a tha time with two tapped up clips

and if come fuckin with mine i'm a use this bitch

they, want me for distribution from New Orleans to Houston

someone been runnin them mouth, telling em how much i'm movin

i'm just trying to put some clothes on my daughter

i hope they aint rotten

I hope they aint ridin I need to sell this other quarter

[Chorus]

[Verse 3: (Juvenile)]

i got my first work when i was sixteen

and niggas still not knowing what happen to brick leans

its not a easy task might have to beef tha last

you don't get caugth up out here trying to save ya people ass

can't have em bring it first if you can't pay em what its worth

you could get murder for that he just may let it burst'

smart high how i walk that earth it may be enemy turf

pray i don't get it they way just let em do they dirt

do you know after they cut whoa my shit is da bomb

that must be that Saudi Arabian said aint Hussien

but you aint got that Florida dope ????????

have to spend all ya dough or you want leave fa sho

they come in menthazine no caps on it is

want be that long before ya family know you on that shit

look I'm just tryna put some clothes on my daughter

I hope they ain't ridin I need to sell this other quarter

[chorus repeat to end]

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