Jeezy - We Luv Ya lyrics

Jeezy

Young Jeezy [Jay Wayne Jenkins] Columbia, South Carolina, U.S.🇺🇸

[Jeezy - We Luv Ya lyrics]

N on the dance floor losing they mind
The reason why yo baby mama
Throwing up gang signs
A n with an attitude & it's plane to see
The lil n in my hood call me Jeezy-E
Cause, I'm a mothafuckin fool
When I pack a mack 10 &
Rock a lot of ice cubes (Daaaamn)
Got the choppers n, ain't talking motor bikes
(noo)
The rocks in my ear shine like headlights
A hundred rounds about the size of darts
Call it Big Sexy Tear your man apart
(that riiiight)
Real recognize real & dawg I feel ya
But, if you put yo hands on
Me Kinky-B gon kill ya

Them hoes in the projects we luv ya n
The n in ya hood we luv ya n
Them n in the trap we luv ya n


They fuckin with you like that? We luv ya n

Calling me a workaholic cause I work too much
& They say I like to talk
About the work too much
Lemme see, I'm not a plumber
A n can't fix cars (nope)
I'm an astrologist, I know all the stars
(heeey)
I'm not a politician, or lawyer, or doctor
A barber, or a teacher, a rapper
Or a preacher
And I ain't gon lie i had a nine to five
My trap opened at nine and closed at five
(haha)
T - R - A - P n O - R D - I - E n (yeeeeah)
You n are sore losers I'm a born winner
Fish scale on the stove Just cook dinner

N on the dance floor losing they mind
The reason why yo baby mama
Throwing up gang signs
A n with an attitude & it's plane to see
The lil n in my hood call me Jeezy-E
Cause, I'm a mothafuckin fool
When I pack a mack 10 &
Rock a lot of ice cubes (Daaaamn)
Got the choppers n, ain't talking motor bikes
(noo)
The rocks in my ear shine like headlights
A hundred rounds about the size of darts
Call it Big Sexy Tear your man apart
(that riiiight)
Real recognize real & dawg I feel ya
But, if you put yo hands on
Me Kinky-B gon kill ya

Them hoes in the projects we luv ya n
The n in ya hood we luv ya n
Them n in the trap we luv ya n
They fuckin with you like that? We luv ya n

Calling me a workaholic cause I work too much
& They say I like to talk
About the work too much
Lemme see, I'm not a plumber
A n can't fix cars (nope)
I'm an astrologist, I know all the stars
(heeey)
I'm not a politician, or lawyer, or doctor
A barber, or a teacher, a rapper
Or a preacher
And I ain't gon lie i had a nine to five
My trap opened at nine and closed at five
(haha)
T - R - A - P n O - R D - I - E n (yeeeeah)
You n are sore losers I'm a born winner
Fish scale on the stove Just cook dinner

Them hoes in the projects we luv ya n
The n in ya hood we luv ya n
Them n in the trap we luv ya n
They fuckin with you like that? We luv ya n

It was either be a rapper or sit behind bars
The next best thing Rock ice, drive cars
(yeeeeah) plus I was good at it n You
Shoulda seen me with them thangs
You was good at it n
I gotta way with hoes Work the
Microwave I gotta way with O's
Don't get it twisted Look I mean well
I'm a hustla, I can sell fire in hell
Get that thang poppin like a 7
11 if I make it up top
I'm selling wings in heaven
Please Lord forgive me For I have sinned
A n got his grind on i had to have that Benz

Them hoes in the projects we luv ya n
The n in ya hood we luv ya n
Them n in the trap we luv ya n
They fuckin with you like that?


N on the dance floor losing they mind
The reason why yo baby mama
Throwing up gang signs
A n with an attitude & it's plane to see
The lil n in my hood call me Jeezy-E
Cause, I'm a mothafuckin fool
When I pack a mack 10 &
Rock a lot of ice cubes (Daaaamn)
Got the choppers n, ain't talking motor bikes
(noo)
The rocks in my ear shine like headlights
A hundred rounds about the size of darts
Call it Big Sexy Tear your man apart
(that riiiight)
Real recognize real & dawg I feel ya
But, if you put yo hands on
Me Kinky-B gon kill ya

Them hoes in the projects we luv ya n
The n in ya hood we luv ya n
Them n in the trap we luv ya n
They fuckin with you like that? We luv ya n

Calling me a workaholic cause I work too much
& They say I like to talk
About the work too much
Lemme see, I'm not a plumber
A n can't fix cars (nope)
I'm an astrologist, I know all the stars
(heeey)
I'm not a politician, or lawyer, or doctor
A barber, or a teacher, a rapper
Or a preacher
And I ain't gon lie i had a nine to five
My trap opened at nine and closed at five
(haha)
T - R - A - P n O - R D - I - E n (yeeeeah)
You n are sore losers I'm a born winner
Fish scale on the stove Just cook dinner

Them hoes in the projects we luv ya n
The n in ya hood we luv ya n
Them n in the trap we luv ya n
They fuckin with you like that? We luv ya n

It was either be a rapper or sit behind bars
The next best thing Rock ice, drive cars
(yeeeeah) plus I was good at it n You
Shoulda seen me with them thangs
You was good at it n
I gotta way with hoes Work the
Microwave I gotta way with O's
Don't get it twisted Look I mean well
I'm a hustla, I can sell fire in hell
Get that thang poppin like a 7
11 if I make it up top
I'm selling wings in heaven
Please Lord forgive me For I have sinned
A n got his grind on i had to have that Benz

Them hoes in the projects we luv ya n
The n in ya hood we luv ya n
Them n in the trap we luv ya n
They fuckin with you like that?
We luv ya nya n the n in ya hood
We luv ya n them n in the trap
We luv ya n they fuckin with you like that?
We luv ya n

It was either be a rapper or sit behind bars
The next best thing Rock ice, drive cars
(yeeeeah) plus I was good at it n You
Shoulda seen me with them thangs
You was good at it n
I gotta way with hoes Work the
Microwave I gotta way with O's
Don't get it twisted Look I mean well
I'm a hustla, I can sell fire in hell
Get that thang poppin like a 7
11 if I make it up top
I'm selling wings in heaven
Please Lord forgive me For I have sinned
A n got his grind on i had to have that Benz

Them hoes in the projects we luv ya n
The n in ya hood we luv ya n
Them n in the trap we luv ya n
They fuckin with you like that? We luv ya

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