Tekst piosenki 'Fuckin' With Me' wykonawcy Juvenile

[Juvenile (Chorus 2x)]

Throw up the U if you fuckin' with me
Throw up the U if you fuckin' with me
Throw up the U if you fuckin' with me
Throw up the U if you fuckin' with me

[Verse 1-Juvenile]
I got my mind right, money right, life right, weight right Can you see me cuttin' the beef like a steak knife Don't stay up late I'ma be home when I'm finished I gotta drop my people off at the airport in a minute This is business,you ain't wit it then give me five feet I don't need you and children everywhere I be I'm a man who ventures out on his own Long as I don't bring no diseases or no ho's back home Let me rome,you don't even much need that phone I'ma take care of my shit baby,just leave that 'lone I know when the pussy get wet and you need that bone Ain't too many bitches out there that's gone be that strong You was forbiddin' by your parents Is knowing that gangster was fucking his daughter was scarin'em,I speak fact Me and you bitch we got our life on track And if I ever leave away from you I'll be right back

[Juvenile (Chorus 2x)]
Throw up the U if you fuckin' with me
Throw up the U if you fuckin' with me
Throw up the U if you fuckin' with me
Throw up the U if you fuckin' with me

[Verse two-Skip]
Now a days these chicks they too emotional I just wanted to get high and joke a few I just met you yesterday I'm barely knowin' you You ain't say that yesterday when I was blowin' you See thats what that mo and dro will do See, drink up, smoke up, come on I got some more for you You like that?,I got another joke for you You grin you in,and Im'a end up pokin' you Sounds funny hunny? Ha,how much money hunny? You heard that but you ain't getting nothin' from me 'Cept them three twentys that Slim had..Slim! See I'm cut broke,in a skit mask Well then lose the number,do me a favor I ain't a life gaurd I can't be your savior You met me like this,Im'a be a playa So stop all the fussin' and just beat me later!

[Juvenile (Chorus 2x)]
Throw up the U if you fuckin' with me
Throw up the U if you fuckin' with me
Throw up the U if you fuckin' with me
Throw up the U if you fuckin' with me

[Verse 3-Wacko]
Come on Ma don't stress me, I was a gangsta when u met me
Knew I'd be where the pimps, the playas, the ho's, and the tecs be
Wit' the dope, the coke, the dro, and the X be
Knew Kisha, Kiana, and Mira wanted to sex me
You still want to ex me or try to disrespect me
Now them ho's in your ear, got you trippin' wanna test me
Look meet me on Freret Street right where my set be
Go home; pack all your shit and drop off them Vette keys
Anyway I'm tired of problems, you can catch yo cut
But first drop off the B.B.'s and the princess cuts
'Round here stuntin' for them ho's - lettin' them gas you up
Now you stuck for them ho's - let 'em cash you up
I ain't gone lie is gone be hard for me to pass you up
But my plane fly straight, never crash for nothin'
And before I fuck it up with a passenger
I'll get rid of you and snatch me an amateur

[Juvenile (Chorus 2x)]
Throw up the U if you fuckin' with me
Throw up the U if you fuckin' with me
Throw up the U if you fuckin' with me
Throw up the U if you fuckin' with me