Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Wherever I Go, artist - Juelz Santana.
Date of issue: 31.12.2002
Song language: English
Wherever I Go |
Wherever I go |
Dogg I’m in the hood screaming what’s really good |
Wherever I go |
You already know, you already know |
Wherever I go |
We smoking the best here feeling you yes sir |
Wherever I go |
Things never change shit just stay the same |
Now they screaming out you already know |
How fast the coupe already goes when I step on the peddle |
I shoot the every show with the chicken stiletos |
I like that I’m just a kid from the ghetto |
We I move the petty goes |
In very town I touchdown in yep and puff down in |
Wherever I go |
Niggaz solute me your as truly santana the great oh |
You should be ashamed and embarrased |
How I came in the game got a name and established woh |
And my pivit is posted if you niggaz is scheming |
My niggaz will notice they will get you and blow it |
Man I did I dun I got it fuck it I admit it I stole it I’m that nigga I know it |
So come get it and you think you can hold it |
I don’t think so nope I don’t think so |
Its nobody gods I’m puffing marley ducking squaleys cars |
Wherever I go |
You know I stay fly float threw the sky smoke with my guys (westside k-town) |
On the corner where cotchies died now lets go to n.y. |
and love it |
But out on the west I don’t step out of my vest unless doggs I’m about to have |
sex |
Wherever I go |
You know my wrist stay naughty |
No bitch can afford me |
I’m about girl I did it with wardy |
And the places I go we making the dough |
It’s whips when we land there bitch we don’t visit we got land there |
So where frequent flyers we cheat on flyers so please be quite |
Yeah Dip Set you already know |
I’m so built for doing this here |
Yeah I’m high I’m twisted on tilt still doing this here |
Keep a thick chick with me |
Taggin along fat ass and thong attached to my arm |
I might grab it I might smack it tell her to tag it along mack and then we gone |
You already know |
Wherever I go |
You see the cop over behind him fronting rocking them diamonds |
Glocking my lining till I spot me a diamond |
Cause a bitch into fucking |
Talked her lips into sucking coughing up shit when I’m puffing |
Man I’m talking like shit ain’t nothing popping cooks of chris and I’m stunting |
I plays the bar for the night |
But shit I got to start me fight |
I said excuse me doggs pardon these Nikes (and Ones nigga) |