Tha Captin - Juggin' Tha Town

Juugin tha town wit a baddie
Ain't talkin father figures
My hood just like Baghdad
Ain't talkin' to ya baby
Less the convo bout cash
She wanna drive the coupe
It go to fast she might crash
I told her slow down
Wit yo bad ass
And I can help you double up
That's if you like math
I always keep exterminators
Ion like rats
Went to the school of hard knocks
Where we take night class
I need a gutta bih that act classy
Fucked in the safe
We in the bank
Baby now that's classic
I count a hunnit band bands backwards
It ain't a hunnit grand then ask her
Bankroll Fresh I'ma real trapper
Do what I wanna
Ain't got no manners
Remember I ain't have enuf
To get a sandwich
Now you walk around
Chanel dress no panties
Send you to the store
Wen I ran outta of baggies
I cook the work
And I'll let you bag it
I know you luh the fact
That I'ma savage
She call me daddy
And I ain't her pappy
I ask myself if I ain't have bands
Will you still suck the dick
Wit no hands?
Help build ya mind
Then we bought land
I fuck ya like I
Just got out the can
I'm juugin' tha town wit a baddie
Ain't talkin' father figures
My hood just like Baghdad
Ain't talkin' to ya baby
Less the convo bout cash
She wanna drive the coupe
It go to fast she might crash
I told her slow down
Wit yo bad ass
And I can help you double up
That's if you like math
I always keep exterminators
Ion like rats
Went to the school of hard knocks
Where we take night class
Full time grind no days off
Money on my mind
Self made boss
I told em leap
If he felt like a frog
I had a key fore I knew
How to park
But you know this key
Ain't gone start no car
I can do magic
Turn that soft to hard
I keep dem Greenbay packs
Like I'm Brett Farve
I had to run and get a sack
It wasn't that far
Juugin' the town solo dolo
If I don't know you
I want serve ya
That's a no go
You know I keep da stick
Like the logo on polo
My favorite body part
My wrist but we sold elbows
I'm juugin' tha town wit a baddie
Ain't talkin' father figures
My hood just like Baghdad
Ain't talkin' to ya baby
Less the convo bout cash
She wanna drive the coupe
It go to fast she might crash
I told her slow down
Wit yo bad ass
And I can help you double up
That's if you like math
Ion like rats
We take night class

Written by:
Christopher Miller

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