Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Try Me, artist - Young Jeezy. Date of issue: 26.03.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Try Me |
| Let a nigga try me, try me |
| I’m a get his whole mothafuckin' family |
| And I ain’t playin wit nobody |
| Fuck around and I’m a catch a body |
| Let a nigga try me, try me |
| I’m a get his whole mothafuckin' family |
| And I ain’t playin wit nobody |
| Fuck around and I’m a catch a body |
| Bitch I got the mac or the 40 |
| Turn a bitch to some macaroni |
| Tell me how you want it I’m on it |
| I really mean it I’m just not recordin' |
| Give lil bro the choppa for all you oppas |
| Leave a bitch nigga head in pasta |
| You are an impostor, ain’t got no money |
| Put the burner to his tummy, and make it bubbly |
| I really hate niggas I’m a Nazi |
| Love wearin' all black, you should see my closet |
| Rock that all white, when I’m feelin' Godly |
| Hop out like Coke, I ain’t gotta park it |
| Fuck is y’all saying, bitch my hood love me |
| 48 214 real niggas know me |
| I been out my mind since they killed my cousin |
| Free my cousin Devin, man he just called me |
| All these niggas love me, can’t get 'em off me |
| Fuck around gave him my number, he won’t stop callin' |
| IBGM be the clique, bitch, you see us scorin' |
| V.I.P in the plural, while yo section borin' |
| Got a bitch that set it off like Jada Pinkett, Queen Latifah |
| You rollin' around wit yo nieces, bitch you T. T |
| Mind full of money, got a heart full of demons |
| Mobbin' like Italians, we really take yo fingas |
| Turn yo face into a pizza, no acne |
| Have you singin' like Alicia, fuck wit my family |
| They be like you little, but got damn she spazzin' |
| Do the whole crew, my bitches freak nasty |
| Let a nigga try me, try me |
| I’m a get his whole mothafuckin' family |
| And I ain’t playin wit nobody |
| Fuck around and I’m a catch a body |
| Let a nigga try me, try me |
| I’m a get his whole mothafuckin' family |
| And I ain’t playin wit nobody |
| Fuck around and I’m a catch a body |
| Bitch I got the Tommy no Hilfiger |
| Lil Dej ain’t bout it, bitch how you figure |
| I don’t do no drugs, I be off liquor |
| So lifted, flyer than yo girl, baby gone and take my picture |
| See I gotta get this money, my palms itchin' |
| Niggas gossip like hoes, most of 'em bitches |
| I don’t wanna do no songs, I don’t wanna kick it |
| And I ain’t signin' to no label, bitch I’m independent |
| Let a nigga try me, try me |
| I’m a get his whole mothafuckin' family |
| And I ain’t playin wit nobody |
| Fuck around and I’m a catch a body |