Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song By The Way, artist - Young Jeezy. Date of issue: 31.12.2007
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
By The Way |
| Yeah |
| Just call me young |
| My money grown though, by the way |
| Ha ha, let’s go |
| Ha ha ha, Young, you already know what time it is |
| Let’s go |
| Said I’m young by the way, the one by the way |
| I ain’t trippin' I just do this shit for fun by the way |
| The truth by the way, the proof by the way |
| Mr. Front up on me know I’m gonna shoot by the way |
| I said it’s on by the way, I’m in the zone by the way |
| You can call me Mr. Get 'Em gone by the way |
| I did it by the way, I was with it by the way |
| I talk it like I did it cause I lived it by the way |
| What ya say Young |
| The boy might go nuts, holes in niggas just like donuts |
| My kreme be krispy, these niggas can’t get me |
| Must be the wrong size cause these niggas can’t fit me |
| Never let 'em play me, never let 'em bullshit me |
| If they ever bullshit me, send the coroner to get me |
| And when the coroner come get me, I’mma take you pussies with me |
| I ain’t trustin' 12 shots, you know I keep them choppers with me |
| And I don’t trust you Bumba clots, you know I keep them shotta’s with me |
| Can’t let the goons get bored, gotta keep them niggas busy |
| And I ain’t trustin' nobody, so I took my money with me |
| Cause last time they got me get me get me |
| Stay on it by the way, I want it by the way |
| Take it to ya mama’s mama house where everybody stay |
| Where everybody sleep, leave everybody sleep |
| Have a baby by who, that’s everybody’s freak |
| Baby like a drycleaners, done seen everybodys sheets |
| Take 'em straight to the hood, let everybody eat |
| I went down they went down, now everybody cheap |
| Or should I say cheaper maybe even lower |
| Ya’ll niggas gettin' missed if ya’ll talk any slower |
| Then ya flow a be screwed, now that a be rude |
| I demand my respect, plus I gotta sack |
| Had the Westside crackin' ask about in the map |
| I turned a brick into a clothing line, a Boost commercial |
| And they still talkin' yola, so who’s commercial? |
| Young like Noah I move them birds by the two |
| Daddy need to smoke, the coupe need a pair of shoes |
| I keep my A.I. |
| on still won’t cross over |
| I gotta half a box left I think I need more soda |
| Hustlin'' since I was ten still ain’t met Sosa |
| I just got this thing in it’s too big for a holster |
| They say I’m bipolar so indecisive |
| So muthafuckin' what I know some bitches who like it |
| The real niggas recite it, the real bitches they love it |
| It’s just the way that I thug it it’s what they want I’m like fuck it |