young jeezy – by the way lyrics
[intro]
yeah
just call me young
my money grown doe, by the way
ha ha, let’s go
ha ha ha, young, you already know what time it is
let’s go
[chorus]
said i’m young by the way, the one by the way
i ain’t trippin’ i just do this sh-t for fun by the way
the truth by the way, the proof by the way
mr. front up on me know i’m gonna shoot by the way
i said it’s on by the way, i’m in the zone by the way
you can call me mr. get ’em gone by the way
i did it by the way, i was with it by the way
i talk it like i did it cause i lived it by the way
[verse 1]
what ya say young
the boy might go nut’s, puttin’ holes in n-gg-s just like donuts
my cream be crispy, these n-gg-s can’t get me
they must be the wrong size cause these n-gg-s can’t fit me
never let ’em play me, never let ’em bullsh-t me
if they ever bullsh-t me, send the coroners to get me
and when the coroner come get’s me, i’m a take you p-ss-es with me
i ain’t trustin’ 12 shoots, you know i keep them choppers with me
and i don’t trust you dum-ah-cluts, you know i keep them shotta’s with me
can’t let the goons get bored, got to keep them n-gg-s busy
and i ain’t trustin’ no body, so i took my money with me
cause last time they got me get me get me
[chorus]
[verse 2]
stay on it by the way, i want it by the way
take it to ya mama’s mama house where everybody stay
where everybody sleep, leave everybody sleep
have a baby by who, that’s everybody’s freak
baby like a drycleaners, done seen everybodys sheets
take ’em straight to the hood, let everybody eat
i went down they went down, now everybody cheap
or should i say cheaper maybe even lower
ya’ll n-gg-s gettin’ missed if ya’ll talk any slower
then ya flow a be screwed, now that a be rude
i demand my respect, plus i gotta sack
had the westside crackin’ ask about in the map
[chorus]
[verse 3]
i turned a brick into a clothing, line a boost commercial
and they still talkin’ young, so who’s commercial
young like noah i move them birds by the two
daddy need to smoke, the coupe need a pair of shoes
i keep my a.i. on still won’t cross over
i gotta half a box left i think i need more soda
hustlin” since i was ten still ain’t met sosa
i just got this thing in it’s too big for a holster
they say i’m bipolar so indecisive
so m-th-f-ckin’ what i know some b-tches who like it
the real n-gg-s recite it, the real b-tches they love it
it’s just the way that i thug it it’s what they want i’m like f-ck it
[chorus]
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