Young Jeezy - Something Else [Remix][*] Lyrics
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Something Else [Remix][*]
Something Else [Remix][*] Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Something Else [Remix][*] By Young Jeezy?
[Jadakiss]
Definitely what they been waiting for (you already KNOW, yeah) At least a certain percentage of the world (uh-huh) Anyway Can I talk my shit? (talk that shit) Sure I can (talk that shit, talk that shit) Cause ain't nobody gon' do nothing about it anyway (Talk that shit, talk that shit, Jada talk that shit, oh!) You could tell the way I stack my money (I'm something else!) Nah, I ain't one of them dummies (I'm something else!) Tre's, nick's, dimes and twenties (I'm something else!) The way I get it in with the honeys (I'm something else!) [Jadakiss] Yo, you know I love to style on ya, blue 40-caliber Butterfly doors on the triple black challenger And I'm still in and out, got it so I'm spendin out Dope boy, so I never have a problem in a drought Don't take, too much work if you can't manage that Just in case you run out of empties, use sandwich bags Play with the hand you was dealt That's why I ride the track 'til it melt I could care less how you feel, how you felt I done spent niggas rent money on belts Threesomes in the trunk, I'm fucking for the wealth And the hood ask about me, I'm something else [Chorus: Jadakiss] You could tell the way I stack my money (I'm something else!) Nah, I ain't one of them dummies (I'm something else!) Tre's, nick's, dimes and twenties (I'm something else!) The way I get it in with the honeys (I'm something else!) Still representing the block (I'm something else!) And you ain't got to tell me I'm hot (I'm something else!) I'm exactly what they not (I'm something else!) Ha (I'm something else!) (I'm something else!) [Young Jeezy] C.T.E. nigga, yeah! Yeah! Let's go [Young Jeezy] I ain't even did nothing, feeling like I'm trafficking See these blood diamonds, sir, my chain African Speaking of my chain, yeah it need to get a job Get the f*ck up off my neck, Senator Barack Whatever that you do, look, don't get caught That stash get low, ya ass might get bought Okay I'm over it, let's talk about something else I said I'm over it, I think I bought something else That's why I live e'ry day (day) like a thug holiday "Suffocate" a nigga about mines, J. Holiday Quick to make a movie 'bout my Doc Holiday It's why I'm strapped 365, even holidays, yeah! [Chorus] [AP] Yeah, I'm something else with myself they say WWF, push that featherweight Big boy toys, of course the shoe's right See the 22's reflect from the moonlight? Barry White, or Walter Cronkite? Couple cold words when you talk 'bout birds You ain't talking 'bout green, you ain't talkin 'bout me Hold up, this your bitch on my caller ID [Blood Raw] You could tell I'm something else, pussy nigga do the math Just look at me nigga; you can't tell I got cash? Got together so fruity, 26 inches (Girl, ain't that Blood Raw?) You can't tell I got bitches? I'm a three summer soul survivor Tell me have you ever met a nigga that's real as the bible? You could tell I'm addicted to paper And if it ain't my clique I'm like Maino, f*ck you haters! [Chorus] [Boo Rossini] Yo, hey yo Any situation involving paper I'm all in Pull up on your block, old school sitting on all rims Still keep them semis on deck in case I'm tested And gotta do a nigga dirty, turn him to a mess quick Chest all hanging out, everybody screaming out I grew up in a house, where damn near everybody fiending So don't ask, why I hold me the pen on my fucking self If I pop through and you come back I'ma hit you with something else [Snyp Life] I'm something else the way I come off, bars that make 'em run off Rippin up his back but the strap'll tear your front off Neck slump and run through your boss, he tried to jump off It's D-Block, we treat every town just like it's New York (D-Block!) Cross the whole game like my verses do the track Push the pen like a pack and let it work through the trap (Snyp!) Get your roof cut, ace hit by shooter's that'll spray shit And if it ain't the ruger shit'll melt you and your face split [ Bully] Okay, Bully bitch! Uh, I'm something else, run through niggas like Phelps D-Block's next generation explains itself (D-Block!) You don't wanna F*CK with Bully the don-dada Name ring bells in the hood, a known shotter You gets nada when it comes to my ricotta Fresh Levi's, black V-necks and Pradas I'm a problem for niggas if nothing else Control, substitute or police, I'm something else [Chorus] |
Who Wrote Something Else [Remix][*] By Young Jeezy?
Jay Jenkins, Ricky Jones, Jason Phillips
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What's The Duration Of The Something Else [Remix][*] By Young Jeezy?The duration of Something Else [Remix][*] is 5:24 minutes and seconds. |
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