Tonight Birdman & Juvenile

[Intro: Juvenile]
D-Roc
(Rich Gang)
Shit these niggas got all this bullshit to offer
These bad ass conversations, stupid ass excuses
I got good love for you, a whole lot of it
That's what I got to offer, baby
You know what I’m sayin'?
Got a lot of money but that ain't what I’m tryna give you right now
Not right this motherfuckin' moment, good love, yeah

[Verse 1: Juvenile]
Drop it like a felon, do it with integrity
Hoes hatin' on you, girl, ignore 'em, that's the jealousy
Say I got a swagger like a nigga from the '70s
I took you out of Conquer Hill and moved you up in Beverlies
I squeeze that ass like a pair of pliers
Then I roll on that ass like a spare tire
You know I'm fire if you woods and I done passed by you
Bitch, I be all up in your head like a hairdryer
You don't let me get them drugs, I don’t care about you
’Cause you gon' make me drop you off like a cab driver
’Cause ho, you know you livin' dirty, let me stare at you
Put this dick up in your spine, bitch, I paralyze you

[Interlude: Birdman]
Yeah
You know, some of these hoes be just on the goofy shit
While a nigga tryna come upstairs, you heard me?
Bitch pull up playin', all that cap shit, uh