"New Orleans Stunna" lyrics
(feat. Rawsmoov)
Let's get it, Nino! Whoa
Whoa, ah wodie, ah wodie, ah wodie
[Rawsmoov:]
Riding through the city on vogues
Cadillac with the suicide doors
Saying in the hood mayne anything goes
When they see the Cadillac let 'em know
How we do it like a "T.C. soldier, New Orleans stunna"
"New Orleans stunna"
"T.C. soldier, New Orleans stunna"
"New Orleans stunna"
[Juvenile:]
You should have pardoned me, don't you know the boy clicks?
I'm in this thing, I got a B.T. and ward lip
Put on the culo, yeah I'm into that murder thing
I flame broil beef boy I'm the Burger Kang
I got the money first, then the respect came
Now I flip bitches like a biker at the X Games
I used to do the cash, now I do the check thing
I play the chess game, checkmating everything
I fuck with everybody, no it's not a set thing
I'm from the T.C. but I be on the west lane
I smoke purple it's the penny to my blunt stain
And flip the ceiling through the chips and the roulette thing
[Rawsmoov:]
Riding through the city on vogues
Cadillac with the suicide doors
Saying in the hood mayne anything goes
When they see the Cadillac let 'em know
How we do it like a "T.C. soldier, New Orleans stunna"
"New Orleans stunna"
"T.C. soldier, New Orleans stunna"
"New Orleans stunna"
[Juvenile:]
They say do I wanna die? I tell 'em you a lie
They say I'm trying to kill myself my doors suicide
Yeah! I'm on that Henny like Kanye
Hoes screaming Juvie I wanna be your Beyonce
Man I'm trying to take over the world in the years back
Then I'ma crane 'til it's dry like a beer can
I put the blunt down then roll up another one
I smoke a lot of weed, dog I need another one
You got knock in your trunk? Now that's a dumb question
My shit beating like a southern band drum section
Still in the game, I'ma retire good
No one could beat me but myself, I guess I'm Tiger Woods
[Rawsmoov:]
Riding through the city on vogues
Cadillac with the suicide doors
Saying in the hood mayne anything goes
When they see the Cadillac let 'em know
How we do it like a "T.C. soldier, New Orleans stunna"
"New Orleans stunna"
"T.C. soldier, New Orleans stunna"
"New Orleans stunna"
[Juvenile:]
Show me a realer hood, show me a realer set
Show me a realer nigga I ain't seen the nigga yet
I'm on target hitting everything I shoot for
Player like myself attract the bitches like a shoe store
I ain't the man yet, but I show a sign
I got a big ego/Eagle and man I'm talking both kinds
You're looking at my jewelry boy it be saying something
You're blinded by it and you only got a glimpse of it
[Rawsmoov:]
Riding through the city on vogues
Cadillac with the suicide doors
Saying in the hood mayne anything goes
When they see the Cadillac let 'em know
How we do it like a "T.C. soldier, New Orleans stunna"
"New Orleans stunna"
"T.C. soldier, New Orleans stunna"
"New Orleans stunna"
Whoa, ah wodie, ah wodie, ah wodie
[Rawsmoov:]
Riding through the city on vogues
Cadillac with the suicide doors
Saying in the hood mayne anything goes
When they see the Cadillac let 'em know
How we do it like a "T.C. soldier, New Orleans stunna"
"New Orleans stunna"
"T.C. soldier, New Orleans stunna"
"New Orleans stunna"
[Juvenile:]
You should have pardoned me, don't you know the boy clicks?
I'm in this thing, I got a B.T. and ward lip
Put on the culo, yeah I'm into that murder thing
I flame broil beef boy I'm the Burger Kang
I got the money first, then the respect came
Now I flip bitches like a biker at the X Games
I used to do the cash, now I do the check thing
I play the chess game, checkmating everything
I fuck with everybody, no it's not a set thing
I'm from the T.C. but I be on the west lane
I smoke purple it's the penny to my blunt stain
And flip the ceiling through the chips and the roulette thing
[Rawsmoov:]
Riding through the city on vogues
Cadillac with the suicide doors
Saying in the hood mayne anything goes
When they see the Cadillac let 'em know
How we do it like a "T.C. soldier, New Orleans stunna"
"New Orleans stunna"
"T.C. soldier, New Orleans stunna"
"New Orleans stunna"
[Juvenile:]
They say do I wanna die? I tell 'em you a lie
They say I'm trying to kill myself my doors suicide
Yeah! I'm on that Henny like Kanye
Hoes screaming Juvie I wanna be your Beyonce
Man I'm trying to take over the world in the years back
Then I'ma crane 'til it's dry like a beer can
I put the blunt down then roll up another one
I smoke a lot of weed, dog I need another one
You got knock in your trunk? Now that's a dumb question
My shit beating like a southern band drum section
Still in the game, I'ma retire good
No one could beat me but myself, I guess I'm Tiger Woods
[Rawsmoov:]
Riding through the city on vogues
Cadillac with the suicide doors
Saying in the hood mayne anything goes
When they see the Cadillac let 'em know
How we do it like a "T.C. soldier, New Orleans stunna"
"New Orleans stunna"
"T.C. soldier, New Orleans stunna"
"New Orleans stunna"
[Juvenile:]
Show me a realer hood, show me a realer set
Show me a realer nigga I ain't seen the nigga yet
I'm on target hitting everything I shoot for
Player like myself attract the bitches like a shoe store
I ain't the man yet, but I show a sign
I got a big ego/Eagle and man I'm talking both kinds
You're looking at my jewelry boy it be saying something
You're blinded by it and you only got a glimpse of it
[Rawsmoov:]
Riding through the city on vogues
Cadillac with the suicide doors
Saying in the hood mayne anything goes
When they see the Cadillac let 'em know
How we do it like a "T.C. soldier, New Orleans stunna"
"New Orleans stunna"
"T.C. soldier, New Orleans stunna"
"New Orleans stunna"
