Jeezy - By the Way lyrics
Young Jeezy [Jay Wayne Jenkins] Columbia, South Carolina, U.S.🇺🇸
[Jeezy - By the Way lyrics]
My money grown though, by the way
Ha ha, let's go ha ha ha, Young
You already know what time it is let's go
Said I'm young by the way, the one by the way
I ain't trippin' I just do this
Shit 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
What ya say Young the boy might go nuts
Holes in niggas just like donuts
My kreme be krispy, these niggas can't get me
Must be the wrong size cause
These niggas can't fit me
Never let 'em play me
Never let 'em bullshit me
If they ever bullshit me
Send the coroner to get me
And when the coroner come get me
I'mma take you pussies with me
I ain't trustin' 12 shots
You know I keep them choppers with me
And I don't trust you Bumba clots
You know I keep them shotta's with me
Can't let the goons get bored
Gotta keep them niggas busy
And I ain't trustin' nobody
So I took my money with me
Cause last time they got me get me get me
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 niggas 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
I turned a brick into a clothing line
A Boost commercial
And they still talkin' yola
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 AI 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 muthafuckin' what I know some
Bitches who like it
The real niggas recite it
The real bitches they love it
It's just the way that I thug it it's
What they want I'm like fuck it