Jeezy - Stylin lyrics
Young Jeezy [Jay Wayne Jenkins] Columbia, South Carolina, U.S.🇺🇸
[Jeezy - Stylin lyrics]
Niggas wanna do it
Nigga, fuck it, let’s do it
See, this is what I do
So there ain’t nothin’ to it
If the conversation trap speak that fluent
In the club blowing money
Like I motherfuckin’ grew it
You see me stylin’ on your bitch ass
You see me stylin’ on your bitch ass
You see me stylin’ on your bitch ass
You see me stylin’ on your bitch ass
Gon’ step in this bitch
And I got plenty to blow
Tuck your chain and tuck your bottles
If you smart you’ll tuck your ho
These niggas know they ain’t fuckin’
With your Mr snow
I swear I get a buzz every time you talk blow
I’m killin’ myself i am killin’ this shit
Don’t make me go there
Spend a mil in this bitch
See I hop in that Ferrari like
I’m still in this bitch the sun came up
And we still in this bitch
What?!
Time’s up, take off the top
There it is, a half a block
And the grind is never-ending
Man, I swear it never stops
But, you got a hundred thousand
Niggas shooting at your spot
"You the best that ever did it
Ever done it" thanks a lot
If the subject drug-related then you
Know I’m going in if they 25 a piece then
You know I’m buying ten
If they find them chickens at your house
Your ass is going to jail
If you can’t weigh it with your eyes
You actually need a scale
Damn right it’s all true
Paid dues and made moves
I stay away from niggas
Heard them niggas bad news
Say the street committee say them
Niggas tellin’ on the streets
Got the nerve to hate on you
You know when that shit is weak
Top down, pistol out
You know I’m on the creep
Looking for a stylin’ redbone
I hope that she a freak
If that pussy good as I
Think it is I’mma tweak
Got on with the head doctor
And the bill won’t let me sleep
I’m killin’ myself i am killin’ this shit
The grind is never-evening
Man, I swear it don’t stop
I’m killin’ myself i am killin’ this shit
Don’t make me go there
Spend a mil in this bitch niggas wanna do it
Nigga, fuck it, let’s do it
See, this is what I do
So there ain’t nothin’ to it
If the conversation trap speak that fluent
In the club blowing money
Like I motherfuckin’ grew it
Nigga, fuck it, let’s do it
See, this is what I do
So there ain’t nothin’ to it
If the conversation trap speak that fluent
In the club blowing money
Like I motherfuckin’ grew it
You see me stylin’ on your bitch ass
You see me stylin’ on your bitch ass
You see me stylin’ on your bitch ass
You see me stylin’ on your bitch ass
Gon’ step in this bitch
And I got plenty to blow
Tuck your chain and tuck your bottles
If you smart you’ll tuck your ho
These niggas know they ain’t fuckin’
With your Mr snow
I swear I get a buzz every time you talk blow
I’m killin’ myself i am killin’ this shit
Don’t make me go there
Spend a mil in this bitch
See I hop in that Ferrari like
I’m still in this bitch the sun came up
And we still in this bitch
What?!
Time’s up, take off the top
There it is, a half a block
And the grind is never-ending
Man, I swear it never stops
But, you got a hundred thousand
Niggas shooting at your spot
"You the best that ever did it
Ever done it" thanks a lot
If the subject drug-related then you
Know I’m going in if they 25 a piece then
You know I’m buying ten
If they find them chickens at your house
Your ass is going to jail
If you can’t weigh it with your eyes
You actually need a scale
Damn right it’s all true
Paid dues and made moves
I stay away from niggas
Heard them niggas bad news
Say the street committee say them
Niggas tellin’ on the streets
Got the nerve to hate on you
You know when that shit is weak
Top down, pistol out
You know I’m on the creep
Looking for a stylin’ redbone
I hope that she a freak
If that pussy good as I
Think it is I’mma tweak
Got on with the head doctor
And the bill won’t let me sleep
I’m killin’ myself i am killin’ this shit
The grind is never-evening
Man, I swear it don’t stop
I’m killin’ myself i am killin’ this shit
Don’t make me go there
Spend a mil in this bitch niggas wanna do it
Nigga, fuck it, let’s do it
See, this is what I do
So there ain’t nothin’ to it
If the conversation trap speak that fluent
In the club blowing money
Like I motherfuckin’ grew it