"Scotty" lyrics
Juicy J & DJ Scream Lyrics
(feat. Babyfxce E)
(HOODRICH, HOODRICH)
The game don't love nobody (Bitch)
He fallin' in love with slidin', he just caught another body (Oh)
I done been stabbed in the back, that's why I can't trust nobody (Bitch)
Beam a nigga ass up, I be in the club with Scotty (Scream, Scream)
The game don't love nobody (Bitch)
He fallin' in love with slidin', he just caught another body (Oh)
I done been stabbed in the back, that's why I can't trust nobody (Bitch)
Beam a nigga ass up, I be in the club with Scotty (Blaow)
I be in the club, me and Scotty in the back
I just came to get my backend, get my motherfuckin' racks
Got my brother by my side, he be lurkin' while I'm workin'
He a old school killer, Iceman, George Gervin
See the way I play the game, I ain't in a nigga business
I can't entertain these bitches, I'm too busy chasin' chicken
They gon' hate you when you livin' like a motherfuckin' king
I'm not fightin', if you swing, bada-boom, bada-bing
Nigga blew that bitch right by me, damn near made me spill my lean
All these actin'-ass niggas, always tryna cause a scene
Yeah, I'm from the dirty south, but I'ma go 'head and come clean
I'm addicted to this money, I'm a motherfuckin' fiend
The streets don't love nobody, the game don't love nobody (Bitch)
He fallin' in love with slidin', he just caught another body (Oh)
I done been stabbed in the back, that's why I can't trust nobody (Bitch)
Beam a nigga ass up, I be in the club with Scotty (Blaow)
Huh, yeah
I be in the club with the .45 (.45)
Huh, real street nigga, when we outside, lil' nigga, we don't go live (You know)
Uh-uh, we don't do that (At all)
We gon' get a nigga head-tapped
Then we gotta get his mans back (Fact)
Aight, come on
When we was in the trap and we ain't had no more bags, we had to wrap with Saran Wrap
Now I'm holdin' racks that go to my chin, I remember I started off BandLab
Two Goyards and they both backpacks, the next one gon' be a handbag
She come to me just to get cracked and you picked her up with your ham-ass
Huh, if you ain't make no pape', then what'd you do today? (What'd you do today? Faah)
Boy, you weren't sippin' on some syrup 'til you heard Juicy J (Be for real)
You ain't gon' find no love inside the streets, you better find you a bae
Niggas wanna be like me, they screen watchin' like this a shootin' game (Lame-ass nigga)
The streets don't love nobody, the game don't love nobody (Bitch, nobody)
He fallin' in love with slidin', he just caught another body (Oh, grrt)
I done been stabbed in the back, that's why I can't trust nobody (Bitch, you know?)
Beam a nigga ass up, I be in the club with Scotty (Grrt, blaow)
Get the fuck out my face if it ain't 'bout no bread
I ain't doin' no more favors, bitch, I said what I said
I been thuggin' my whole life, I got PTSD
I'm not droppin' my location, you gon' GPS me
Who the fuck is Michael Jordan if he ain't got Scottie P?
Lil' nigga think he hot, but shit, he ain't as hot as me
I just spent a thousand dollars on a plain Prada tee
All my niggas mobbin' deep, rest in peace to Prodigy
The streets don't love nobody, that's why I don't trust nobody
That's why I'm locked in with wifey, she ain't gon' fuck nobody
These hoes for everybody, but I ain't gon' tell nobody
Who the fuck am I to judge these bitches tryna sell they body?
The streets don't love nobody, the game don't love nobody (Bitch)
He fallin' in love with slidin', he just caught another body (Oh)
I done been stabbed in the back, that's why I can't trust nobody (Bitch)
Beam a nigga ass up, I be in the club with Scotty (Blaow)
The game don't love nobody (Bitch)
He fallin' in love with slidin', he just caught another body (Oh)
I done been stabbed in the back, that's why I can't trust nobody (Bitch)
Beam a nigga ass up, I be in the club with Scotty (Scream, Scream)
The game don't love nobody (Bitch)
He fallin' in love with slidin', he just caught another body (Oh)
I done been stabbed in the back, that's why I can't trust nobody (Bitch)
Beam a nigga ass up, I be in the club with Scotty (Blaow)
I be in the club, me and Scotty in the back
I just came to get my backend, get my motherfuckin' racks
Got my brother by my side, he be lurkin' while I'm workin'
He a old school killer, Iceman, George Gervin
See the way I play the game, I ain't in a nigga business
I can't entertain these bitches, I'm too busy chasin' chicken
They gon' hate you when you livin' like a motherfuckin' king
I'm not fightin', if you swing, bada-boom, bada-bing
Nigga blew that bitch right by me, damn near made me spill my lean
All these actin'-ass niggas, always tryna cause a scene
Yeah, I'm from the dirty south, but I'ma go 'head and come clean
I'm addicted to this money, I'm a motherfuckin' fiend
The streets don't love nobody, the game don't love nobody (Bitch)
He fallin' in love with slidin', he just caught another body (Oh)
I done been stabbed in the back, that's why I can't trust nobody (Bitch)
Beam a nigga ass up, I be in the club with Scotty (Blaow)
Huh, yeah
I be in the club with the .45 (.45)
Huh, real street nigga, when we outside, lil' nigga, we don't go live (You know)
Uh-uh, we don't do that (At all)
We gon' get a nigga head-tapped
Then we gotta get his mans back (Fact)
Aight, come on
When we was in the trap and we ain't had no more bags, we had to wrap with Saran Wrap
Now I'm holdin' racks that go to my chin, I remember I started off BandLab
Two Goyards and they both backpacks, the next one gon' be a handbag
She come to me just to get cracked and you picked her up with your ham-ass
Huh, if you ain't make no pape', then what'd you do today? (What'd you do today? Faah)
Boy, you weren't sippin' on some syrup 'til you heard Juicy J (Be for real)
You ain't gon' find no love inside the streets, you better find you a bae
Niggas wanna be like me, they screen watchin' like this a shootin' game (Lame-ass nigga)
The streets don't love nobody, the game don't love nobody (Bitch, nobody)
He fallin' in love with slidin', he just caught another body (Oh, grrt)
I done been stabbed in the back, that's why I can't trust nobody (Bitch, you know?)
Beam a nigga ass up, I be in the club with Scotty (Grrt, blaow)
Get the fuck out my face if it ain't 'bout no bread
I ain't doin' no more favors, bitch, I said what I said
I been thuggin' my whole life, I got PTSD
I'm not droppin' my location, you gon' GPS me
Who the fuck is Michael Jordan if he ain't got Scottie P?
Lil' nigga think he hot, but shit, he ain't as hot as me
I just spent a thousand dollars on a plain Prada tee
All my niggas mobbin' deep, rest in peace to Prodigy
The streets don't love nobody, that's why I don't trust nobody
That's why I'm locked in with wifey, she ain't gon' fuck nobody
These hoes for everybody, but I ain't gon' tell nobody
Who the fuck am I to judge these bitches tryna sell they body?
The streets don't love nobody, the game don't love nobody (Bitch)
He fallin' in love with slidin', he just caught another body (Oh)
I done been stabbed in the back, that's why I can't trust nobody (Bitch)
Beam a nigga ass up, I be in the club with Scotty (Blaow)
