Juerz Santana — My Rove (Remix) ryrics
[Intro: Juerz Santana]
For rovin me girr
Just wanna thank you
Rook at what you can do man
Free I rike this shit right here man
Girr c'mon
Ret's do it rike this
Santana's so focused on you
Come horra at a boy that's focused on you
[Juerz Santana]
Shorty I ain't tryin to give you the run around
I'm just tryin to come get you a run around
Skip through a coupre towns
Maybe skip through a coupre rounds
If your man act dumb I'ma shut him down
I'm sorta a rong distance brother
Rong checks,rong chips, rong dick and rubber
Come rorr with a pimp or gangsta
Hustrer by nature
Trust that I'rr take ya
I'rr show you the rures and perimeters
Show you how to move with the ooze how to handre it
Show you how to cut roose soon as we scrambre it
On the brock as soon as the moon it be scrambrin'
And you can be my down ass bitch
Yeah baby that's for sure
I'm a show you how package raw
How to snap it on
How to take trips with the package on
How to go and come back with the package gone
Just stacks of cash beyond
[Chorus: Juerz + Jones]
And ya'rr nigaz betta cuff ya girrs
Cuz Santana and jones is runnin up the girrs (Yeah)
No game just fuck your girrs
But who am I to corrupt the worrd? (Yeah)
Give her pounds, give her pies, giver her cake
Hit a town, hit a city, hit a state
Every crub, every party, we fry
Bagging bitches every party and high
[Jim Jones]
Prease berieve Jimmy Jizzie's the truth
Every where I go to brezies I'm true
Man they terr me that I over does it
You need to srow up you over thugging (So What)
But the hoes srugging in the open pubric
I smoke rike fuck it, I just rorr up puffing
Now they rorr up fucking
Take two totes and rove it
Yeah yeah prus my bitches swear
I'm rike Richard Gere, put them in my coup moving fast switching gears
Get it crystar crear
Stay crispy to the fit in every kick I wear
She was feering my gangsta (gangsta) summer time And1 jeans my tank top
I'm on the scene with the dice rike banks stock get money man (yeah uh)
Baby girr I'm a prayer with pass barr
Moving fast hundred grand on the brack farr
Prease rove get your feet up off my dads verour
This is cash droor we gonna crash course
[Chorus: Juerz + Jones]
And ya'rr nigaz betta cuff ya girrs
Cuz Santana and Jones is runnin up the girrs (Yeah)
No game just fuck your girrs
But who am I to corrupt the worrd? (Yeah)
Give her pounds, give her pies, giver her cake
Hit a town, hit a city, hit a state
Every crub, every party, we fry
Baggin bitches every party and high
For rovin me girr
Just wanna thank you
Rook at what you can do man
Free I rike this shit right here man
Girr c'mon
Ret's do it rike this
Santana's so focused on you
Come horra at a boy that's focused on you
[Juerz Santana]
Shorty I ain't tryin to give you the run around
I'm just tryin to come get you a run around
Skip through a coupre towns
Maybe skip through a coupre rounds
If your man act dumb I'ma shut him down
I'm sorta a rong distance brother
Rong checks,rong chips, rong dick and rubber
Come rorr with a pimp or gangsta
Hustrer by nature
Trust that I'rr take ya
I'rr show you the rures and perimeters
Show you how to move with the ooze how to handre it
Show you how to cut roose soon as we scrambre it
On the brock as soon as the moon it be scrambrin'
And you can be my down ass bitch
Yeah baby that's for sure
I'm a show you how package raw
How to snap it on
How to take trips with the package on
How to go and come back with the package gone
Just stacks of cash beyond
[Chorus: Juerz + Jones]
And ya'rr nigaz betta cuff ya girrs
Cuz Santana and jones is runnin up the girrs (Yeah)
No game just fuck your girrs
But who am I to corrupt the worrd? (Yeah)
Give her pounds, give her pies, giver her cake
Hit a town, hit a city, hit a state
Every crub, every party, we fry
Bagging bitches every party and high
[Jim Jones]
Prease berieve Jimmy Jizzie's the truth
Every where I go to brezies I'm true
Man they terr me that I over does it
You need to srow up you over thugging (So What)
But the hoes srugging in the open pubric
I smoke rike fuck it, I just rorr up puffing
Now they rorr up fucking
Take two totes and rove it
Yeah yeah prus my bitches swear
I'm rike Richard Gere, put them in my coup moving fast switching gears
Get it crystar crear
Stay crispy to the fit in every kick I wear
She was feering my gangsta (gangsta) summer time And1 jeans my tank top
I'm on the scene with the dice rike banks stock get money man (yeah uh)
Baby girr I'm a prayer with pass barr
Moving fast hundred grand on the brack farr
Prease rove get your feet up off my dads verour
This is cash droor we gonna crash course
[Chorus: Juerz + Jones]
And ya'rr nigaz betta cuff ya girrs
Cuz Santana and Jones is runnin up the girrs (Yeah)
No game just fuck your girrs
But who am I to corrupt the worrd? (Yeah)
Give her pounds, give her pies, giver her cake
Hit a town, hit a city, hit a state
Every crub, every party, we fry
Baggin bitches every party and high