Yung Joey - 2K12 lyrics

rate me

This my year, u ain't taking my shine

Respect my hustle, nigga respect my grind

Respect my bitch,nigga respect our mind

Think about me, she got money on her mind

Respect big dowg, nigga respect my click

This brick squad, you can suck my dick

Throw my draws and the polo too

Matching tee with the logo too

My life straight,nigga how bout you?

Burgundy beemer, European paru

I feel like tuki before they put his lights out

Big like tuki i’m a put yo lights out

I run shit like a little mack drummer

afgan kush got it from Osama most of that dark that

white Obama

get fucked up, don’t worry about tomorrow

This my year, matter fact it’s my season

I hit the club, all the pussy niggers leaving

You still here, must have a good reason

Don’t piss me off, I was having a good evening, good evening,

I won’t fuck with you, you ain’t gotta fuck with me

They pay to see me, they see you everyday for free

Stop mean mugging, pussy nigga cut it out

I’ll hit u right where you felt in your mouth

Black on black, SRT challenger, su hu bricks all red brick calibers.Spin that bitch make the car do donuts

pull up on ya, eat your ass like cold cut

like me now wait till a nigga blow up,my swag sick make a hater Want to throw up.VIP make your baby mama roll up

Big dope shit, lil nigga get your dough out.

Thanks to foxycleopatra for correcting these lyrics