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juicy j - petty lyrics

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[intro: juicy j]
all these petty n-gg-s, and these petty b-tches
i can’t tell the difference, i can’t tell the difference
patta, patta, patta

[hook: project pat]
all these petty n-gg-s, and these petty b-tches
i can’t tell the difference, i can’t tell the difference
b-tch get out yo’ feelings, get out yo’ feelings
get out yo’ feelings, b-tch get out yo’ feelings
all these petty n-gg-s, and these petty b-tches
i can’t tell the difference, i can’t tell the difference
b-tch get out yo’ feelings, get out yo’ feelings
get out yo’ feelings, b-tch get out yo’ feelings
all these petty n-gg-s, and these petty b-tches
i can’t tell the difference, i can’t tell the difference
b-tch get out yo’ feelings, get out yo’ feelings
get out yo’ feelings, b-tch get out yo’ feelings
all these petty n-gg-s, and these petty b-tches
i can’t tell the difference, i can’t tell the difference
b-tch get out yo’ feelings, get out yo’ feelings
get out yo’ feelings, b-tch get out yo’ feelings

[verse 1: project pat]
just because my money longer than yours
my weed stronger than yours
i’m still slammin’ foreign doors and f-ck all of these wh-r-s
these n-gg-s mad, wish they was doin’ the sh-t i’m doin’
she lookin’ for a relationship, i’m lookin’ for the chewin’
street sh-t, get you untied, i’m trying to get you laid
some dreams turn to nightmares, feds touched his page
slangin’ h, i done moved sh-t, made from state to state
n-gg-s and b-tches want you locked up dead call that (?)
you can lose your place, tryna worry ’bout my plate
tryna take off my plate, shot his -ss in the face
petty -ss n-gg-s make a rich n-gg- catch a case
petty -ss n-gg-s make a rich n-gg- catch a case

[chorus: juicy j]
all these petty n-gg-s, and these petty b-tches
i can’t tell the difference, i can’t tell the difference
b-tch get out yo’ feelings, get out yo’ feelings
get out yo’ feelings, b-tch get out yo’ feelings
all these petty n-gg-s, and these petty b-tches
i can’t tell the difference, i can’t tell the difference
b-tch get out yo’ feelings, get out yo’ feelings
get out yo’ feelings, b-tch get out yo’ feelings

[verse 2: god]
these b-tches be doing the most
stop callin’ my phone with the drama
blowin’ me up, you bad as osama b-tch, but you ain’t my momma
get out yo’ feelings, get you some business stop worryin’ ’bout me and my partners
you making me sick, if i had a wish i wish you would keep it 100
and n-gg-s is worse than the hoes
flirt with yo’ b-tch on the low
diss you when you ain’t around
and then they be like what up bro
bust in yo’ pockets, countin’ your money like they was the irs
i don’t care about what another man do my n-gg- that’s why i’m blessed
i get straight to it say less
got now my foot on they neck
i live my life, no stress
got n-gg-s in check like chess
n-gg-s wish they could be me but you ain’t ready n-gg-
they just want some sh-t for free so i can’t f-ck with all these

[chorus: juicy j]
all these petty n-gg-s, and these petty b-tches
i can’t tell the difference, i can’t tell the difference
b-tch get out yo’ feelings, get out yo’ feelings
get out yo’ feelings, b-tch get out yo’ feelings
all these petty n-gg-s, and these petty b-tches
i can’t tell the difference, i can’t tell the difference
b-tch get out yo’ feelings, get out yo’ feelings
get out yo’ feelings, b-tch get out yo’ feelings

[interlude: juicy j]
get out your motherf-ckin’ feelings man
you know what i’m sayin’
can’t stand a petty motherf-cker man
f-ck ’em

[verse 3: juicy j]
b-tches wanna set you up
just to get their paper up
n-gg-s wanna take you down
plottin’ when you not around
gotta keep it pimpin’, pay attention, n-gg-s really clowns
you can’t show ’em everythin’, n-gg-s never seen a pound
you do what they dream about
got these n-gg-s schemin’ now
everything dope, and you got these b-tches fiendin’ now
when you got your bread up, gotta keep your head up
n-gg-s out here talkin’ to them people cause they fed up
either way it go don’t put yo’ trust in n-gg-s
put my faith in god, i don’t f-ck with n-gg-s
i don’t even conversate with sucka n-gg-s
at the end of the day i don’t play, i don’t f-ck with all these petty n-gg-s



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