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Y3tga - Juggin' Mr. & Mrs. (feat. Lil NZA & Dee Aura) Lyrics



Y3tga - Juggin' Mr. & Mrs. (feat. Lil NZA & Dee Aura) Lyrics




And that boy better run when that missile come hit em
Momma crying have him laying sayin 12 gotta get em
I just slid all black on his block caught him slipping
Got on all my chains on your block and it glisten
Doh doh, try to reach for my chain you go missing
With the real deal slatts and the slimes they be hissin
Boy you get shot if you don't get the picture
I jus ran in his spot shoot your Mr. and Mrs
Thats yo bitch she so fye but lil boy you gon miss her
And I just got the neck you a dweeb you just kissed her
Back in the school used to trap out detention
Now the bitch on my dick cus she want my attention
You a lame boy you just want the Instagram mention
Grade school niggas these niggas keep testing

Money made nigga I'm back to the trap
Send to the niggas run back with his sack
I just slid to his hood and i backed out a Mac
So nigga what's good gimme all of your stash
Still iPhone juggin, big bro in the kitchen he cooking, yea
I was in the Yams eating Creme brûlée
Riding round through Broward with a black AK

And that boy better run when that missile come hit em
Momma crying have him laying sayin 12 gotta get em
I just slid all black on his block caught him slipping
Got on all my chains on your block and it glisten
Doh doh, try to reach for my chain you go missing
With the real deal slatts and the slimes they be hissin
Boy you get shot if you don't get the picture
I jus ran in his spot shoot your Mr. and Mrs
Thats yo bitch she so fye but lil boy you gon miss her
And I just got the neck you a dweeb you just kissed her
Back in the school used to trap out detention
Now the bitch on my dick cus she want my attention
You a lame boy you just want the Instagram mention
Grade school niggas these niggas keep testing

Glock in my bag in detention
I was the one on the block that was pinching
They don't want beef niggas just want a mention
I smoke til I'm high in another dimension
I trap all day then I eat steak and shrimp
Might whip my wrist cus i gotta get fit
And these niggas they mad that I popped like a zit
Duct tape his mouth if he moving his lip
Know im tryna get rich know im tryna get rich
And i never will stop at my job had to quit
And im wiping his nose if I see that it drip
4703 Move with the stick
Might shoot yourself you gon blow your chance
My 03 chain got VV's dance
When im up on the block throw them 3's in my stance
If its not on my hip then that shit in my hands
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And that boy better run when that missile come hit em
Momma crying have him laying sayin 12 gotta get em
I just slid all black on his block caught him slipping
Got on all my chains on your block and it glisten
Doh doh, try to reach for my chain you go missing
With the real deal slatts and the slimes they be hissin
Boy you get shot if you don't get the picture
I jus ran in his spot shoot your Mr. and Mrs
Thats yo bitch she so fye but lil boy you gon miss her
And I just got the neck you a dweeb you just kissed her
Back in the school used to trap out detention
Now the bitch on my dick cus she want my attention
You a lame boy you just want the Instagram mention
Grade school niggas these niggas keep testing

Money made nigga I'm back to the trap
Send to the niggas run back with his sack
I just slid to his hood and i backed out a Mac
So nigga what's good gimme all of your stash
Still iPhone juggin, big bro in the kitchen he cooking, yea
I was in the Yams eating Creme brûlée
Riding round through Broward with a black AK

And that boy better run when that missile come hit em
Momma crying have him laying sayin 12 gotta get em
I just slid all black on his block caught him slipping
Got on all my chains on your block and it glisten
Doh doh, try to reach for my chain you go missing
With the real deal slatts and the slimes they be hissin
Boy you get shot if you don't get the picture
I jus ran in his spot shoot your Mr. and Mrs
Thats yo bitch she so fye but lil boy you gon miss her
And I just got the neck you a dweeb you just kissed her
Back in the school used to trap out detention
Now the bitch on my dick cus she want my attention
You a lame boy you just want the Instagram mention
Grade school niggas these niggas keep testing

Glock in my bag in detention
I was the one on the block that was pinching
They don't want beef niggas just want a mention
I smoke til I'm high in another dimension
I trap all day then I eat steak and shrimp
Might whip my wrist cus i gotta get fit
And these niggas they mad that I popped like a zit
Duct tape his mouth if he moving his lip
Know im tryna get rich know im tryna get rich
And i never will stop at my job had to quit
And im wiping his nose if I see that it drip
4703 Move with the stick
Might shoot yourself you gon blow your chance
My 03 chain got VV's dance
When im up on the block throw them 3's in my stance
If its not on my hip then that shit in my hands
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Writer: nza aura
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Y3tga - Juggin' Mr. & Mrs. (feat. Lil NZA & Dee Aura) Video
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Performed By: Y3tga
Language: English
Length: 2:18
Written by: nza aura

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