JUVENILE lyrics - Cocky & Confident

New Orleans Stunna

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[Intro] Let's get it, Nino! Whoahhh Whoahh, ah wodie, ah wodie, ah wodie [Chorus: Rawsmoov] Ridin through the city on vogues Cadillac with the suicide do's Sayin in the hood mayne anythang goes When they see the Cadillac let 'em know How we do it like a "T.C. soldier, New Orleans stunna" "New Orleans stunna" [cut and scratched] "T.C. soldier, New Orleans stunna" "New Orleans stunna" [cut and scratched] [Juvenile] You should have pardoned me, don't you know the boy clicks? I'm in this thang, I got a B.T. and ward lip Put on the culo, yeah I'm into that murder thang I flame broil beef boy I'm the Burger Kang I got the money first, then the respect came Now I flip bitches like a biker at the X Games I used to do the cash, now I do the check thang I play the chess game, checkmatin e'rythang I fuck with everybody, no it's not a set thang I'm from the T.C. but I be on the West lane I smoke purple it's the penny to my blunt stain And flip the ceiling through the chips and the roulette thang [Chorus] [Juvenile] They say do I wanna die? I tell 'em you a lie They say I'm tryin to kill myself my do's suicide Yeah~! I'm on that Henny like Kanye Hoes screamin Juvie I wanna be your Beyonce Man I'm tryin to take over the world in the years back Then I'ma crane 'til it's dry like a beer can I put the blunt down then roll up another one I smoke a lot of weed, dawg I need another one You got knock in your trunk? Now that's a dumb question My shit beatin like a Southern band drum section Still in the game, I'ma retire good No one could beat me but myself, I guess I'm Tiger Woods [Chorus] [Juvenile] Show me a realer hood, show me a realer set Show me a realer nigga I ain't seen the nigga yet I'm on target hittin everythang I shoot fo' Player like myself attract the bitches like a shoe sto' I ain't the man yet, but I show a sign I got a big ego/Eagle and man I'm talkin both kinds You're lookin at my jewelry boy it be sayin somethin You're blinded by it and you only got a glimpse of it [Chorus]

Money A Thing

JAY-Z
OH YEA THIS IS SUM REAL S** RIGHT HERE BABY GURL.GIVE IT TO ME So So Def Yeah yeah Chorus: Jermaine Dupri and Jay Z [Jermaine Dupri] In the Ferrari or Jaguar switchin four lanes With the top down screamin out Money ain't a thang [Jay Z] Bubble hard in the double R flashin the rings With the window cracked holler back Money ain't a thang [Jermaine Dupri] Jigga I don't like it if it don't gleam clean And to hell with the price cause the money ain't a thang [Jay-Z] Put it down hard for my dogs that's locked in the bang When you hit the bricks, new whips Money ain't a thang [Jermaine Dupri] Come on, y'all wanna floss wit us Cause all across the ball we burn it up Drop a little paper, baby toss it up Ya slackin on your pimpin, turn it up See the money ain't a thang [Jay-Z] I flex the rol', sign a check for yo' hoe Jigga's style is love, X and O Save all your accolades, just the dough My game is wide, all lames aside Tryin to stay alive, hundred thou' for the bracelet Foolish, ain't I? The chain'll strain ya eye Twin platinum gun son, aim for the sky Ice on my bullet, you die soon as I pull it Willies wanna rub shoulders, your money's too young See me when it gets older, ya bank account grow up Mine's is one-zero-zero-zero-zero-oh-doub' Damn near out the rear trunk when I roll up Multi til I close up, it's all basic I been spending hundreds since they had small faces Rob your stash house, doubled out down in Vegas Me and Jermaine Dupri got it locked crazy Where you at haters? Repeat 1 [Jermaine Dupri] My cake thick, I live the life Eatin' crab, watching bitches shake shit all night I make the big moves, do the big things Take small groups, turn them into big names The big dog with the big chain, frost bit bracelet to match Cats say I'm the shit man The type of nigga that WILL GIVE HEAD TO YOU Type of dude that will do shit you won't do, can't do Get more burnt than a candle Too hot to hold, too much to handle In the black C-low, he know if she look She go bye-bye with da-da and I ain't gotta say no more I'm the truth like air, got the proof and stay fly In the safest shit you could never buy Know why? Cause I write the songs that the whole world sing I don't know bout y'all but every night I swing Repeat 1 [Jay-Z] Ya'll shit ain't for real til y'all ship a mil' And ya hit a R B chick and she fit the bill Said she loved my necklace, started relaxin Now that's what the fuck I call a chain reaction Went from wholesome to Jigga, you owed some Baby, I don't play all my jewelry is light grey Platinum, spend your whole life in the day What's down is a bet, roll the dice [Jermaine Dupri] Yeah, yeah, so let's play So what, you went gold and rock a Roley with the ice bezel It's gonna take a lot more to see my level Where I'm at, your check, you better double that And personally your raps is where the trouble at I'm a Benz bubble cat, leather with the wood grain In the platinum frame screaming it's not a game Gleaming, from ear to ear, wrist to wrist, ring and chain Even me and Jay-Z got it locked, crazy Repeat Chorus So So Def, Roc-A-Fella, collabo' You know, all we do is rock Rock on

Money Ain't A Thang

JAY-Z "Vol. 2... Hard Knock Life"
(feat. Jermaine Dupri) Uh uh So So Def Yeah, yeah [Chorus: Jermaine Dupri and Jay-Z] [Jermaine Dupri] In the Ferrari or Jaguar, switchin four lanes With the top down screamin out Money ain't a thang [Jay-Z] Bubble hard in the double R flashin the rings With the window cracked, holler back Money ain't a thang [Jermaine Dupri] Jigga, I don't like it if it don't gleam clean And to hell with the price cause the money ain't a thang [Jay-Z] Put it down hard for my dogs that's locked in the bang When you hit the bricks, new whips Money ain't a thang [Jermaine Dupri] Come on, y'all wanna floss wit us Cause all across the ball we burn it up Drop a little paper, baby toss it up Ya slackin on your pimpin, turn it up See the money ain't a thang [Jay-Z] I flex the rol', sign a check for yo' hoe Jigga's style is love, X and O Save all your accolades, just the dough My game is wide, all lames aside Tryin to stay alive, hundred thou' for the bracelet Foolish, ain't I The chain'll strain ya eye Twin platinum gun son, aim for the sky Ice on my bullet, you die soon as I pull it Willies wanna rub shoulders, your money's too young See me when it gets older, ya bank account grow up Mine's is one-zero-zero-zero-zero-oh-doub' Damn near out the rear trunk when I roll up Multi til I close up, it's all basic I been spending hundreds since they had small faces Rob your stash house, doubled out down in Vegas Me and Jermaine Dupri got it locked crazy Where you at haters [Repeat 1] [Jermaine Dupri] My cake thick, I live the life Eatin' crab, watching bitches shake shit all night I make the big moves, do the big things Take small groups, turn them into big names The big dog with the big chain, frost bit bracelet to match Cats say I'm the shit man The type of nigga that you need in yo' crew Type of dude that will do shit you won't do, can't do Get more burnt than a candle Too hot to hold, too much to handle In the black C-low, he know if she look She go bye-bye with da-da and I ain't gotta say no more I'm the truth like air, got the proof and stay fly In the safest shit you could never buy Know why Cause I write the songs that the whole world sing I don't know bout y'all but every night I swing [Repeat 1] [Jay-Z] Ya'll shit ain't for real til y'all ship a mil' And ya hit a R&B chick and she fit the bill Said she loved my necklace, started relaxin Now that's what the fuck I call a chain reaction Went from wholesome to Jigga, you owed some Baby, I don't play all my jewelry is light grey Platinum, spend your whole life in the day What's down is a bet, roll the dice [Jermaine Dupri] Yeah, yeah, so let's play So what, you went gold and rock a Roley with the ice bezel It's gonna take a lot more to see my level Where I'm at, your check, you better double that And personally your raps is where the trouble at I'm a Benz bubble cat, leather with the wood grain In the platinum frame screaming it's not a game Gleaming, from ear to ear, wrist to wrist, ring and chain Even me and Jay-Z got it locked, crazy [Repeat Chorus] So So Def, Roc-A-Fella, collabo' You know, all we do is rock Rock on

Rebecca Deville

MASON JENNINGS "Simple Life"
Last night the willows stopped weeping And everything sat hushed and still And while my body lay sleeping I dreamt of rebecca deville Now I wonder if she was a real girl Did she die when I woke Well i'll sleep straight through to tomorrow And look for her till I go broke I found myself by the highway That i ride in all my dreams I met her while i was hitchhiking From england to new orleans She rode shotgun but stayed facing me And I laid down in the back I fell in love somewhere near illinois And she said she loved me right back Anybody Has anybody seen my little girl around I last saw her in new orleans I can't find her now I stepped into the nearest twilight bar To ask if anyone knew The whereabouts of my rebecca deville The bartender said that he knew He said that just a few weeks ago She hitched a ride out west With a man who said he'd show her the big time Said he would show her the best But he stopped the car two miles down the road And he put a gun to her head And raped her of all that she ever had When rebecca was found she was dead Anybody Has anybody seen my little girl around I last saw her in new orleans I can't find her now Anybody Has anybody seen my little girl around I last saw her in new orleans I can't find her now Anybody Has anybody seen my little girl around I last saw her in new orleans I can't find her now Low doesn't even begin To describe the shape that i am in But you can dream in both directions And bring the past back again So maybe i can find her Before heaven goes and hides her Hope and keep her from going Away Well i saw her again It was a sunday evening She had flagged a ride It was a lincoln continental She was on the passenger side She had ahold of the handle I said rebecca don't go He's not what he seems I said rebecca don't go He's not what he seems Take my word darling And drop out of this dream She said He's going to The big city And i'm going too You know how that is with me I said stop Don't you get in the car Don't you get in the car 'cause i won't be coming back If you get in the back Don't you get in the car Don't you get in the car 'cause i won't be coming back If you get in the back My sweetheart My sweetheart I will just stay awake Six years or maybe eight Till I lose your memory And all that you've meant to me 'cause i can't stand to see this I can't stand to see this I can't stand to see this Well she got inside And waved goodbye And i watched the tail lights They danced like candle light And then they went out Goodbye My sweetheart Goodbye My sweetheart Anybody Has anybody seen my little girl around I last saw her in new orleans I can't find her now

Cedartown, Georgia

WAYLON JENNINGS "Cedartown, Georgia"
I got a gal in Cedartown Georgia I used to have to walk nearly three miles to court her She never had much, just a sharecropper's daughter But I married her and took her down to New Orleans. Bought a little house in the South French Quarter Got a job hookin' bales, loadin' them on a steamboat I give her seven days pay next day I'm broke When she ain't a sleepin' all day she's a primpin'. Every evenin' when the sun goes down She starts a swarmin' on Orleans town Walkin' into work this mornin' at daybreak I caught her with the tall long dandy from canebreak. She walked right by me and she looked right through me. I made up my mind what I'm a gonna do Eased in the pawnshop and bought a 22. Watched as the roomclerk gave them a room key Standin' outside I could read Room 23. Tonight I'll put her on a train for Georgia Gonna be a lotta kin folks squallin' and a grieving 'Cause that Cedartown gal ain't breathing...

Route 90

JOHNNY WINTER "Serious Business"
Oh wont you come with me To the land of dreams Rollin' down Rt. Ninety, to New Orleans Straight outta California to New Mexico Gonna get a cup of coffee, in El Pas-o Roll on through Comstock to San Antone Gonna call my baby on the telephone We'll pass through Katy and Houston too Stop in Beaumont Texas, for some barbeque Hot links and hog ribs, fillet gumbo At the Bon Ton drivein, that's the place to go Then Jennings and Crowley, Lake Charles and Rain When you get to Lafayette boy, you'll see 'em cuttin' cane. In Morgan City, where the shrimp boats land Put a nickle in the juke box, you'll hear a Cajun band Ain't ya glad you come along, boy, to the land of dreams? Rollin' down Rt. Ninety, to New Orleans.

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