lirik lagu jungle fever (remix) – que
[intro x2]
young n-gga got jungle fever
young n-gga got jungle fever
tryin’ to pull a white girl out the club cheetah
[hook1 x4]
young n-gga got jungle fever
tryin’ to pull a white girl out the club cheetah
[hook2 x4]
and we ain’t playing ‘bout the money neither
i’ll feed a n-gga sh-lls for the velveeta
[verse 1]
hey, little n-gga this a two-seater
it can only fit two people
if it ain’t a b-tch in the seat next to me
i can almost guarantee you it’s a 9mm
hit club cheetah, grab some b-tches and some pasta
try to k!ll time, drinking henn’ not vodka
racks in the compact 9, i’m a boss
i hate to have to break a p-ssy n-gga off proper
hey, i f-cked my teacher for some extra credit
she work at cheetah late at night to get that extra fetti
[bridge]
youngest n-gga in the club with a snug
giving hugs to the b-tches in the bathroom
when i’m done showing love i’mma go and chop it off
with the pimps sellin’ blacks in the bathroom
[hook1 x4]
[hook2 x4]
[verse 2: t.i.]
isn’t it ironic now
anyone can get it, but don’t n0body want it now
never seen a convict this iconic, boy i run it now
i was just a younging, going hard on a bunch of brown
cut the us some cheetahs, sipping vodka tonic now
n—a cross the line, i’m a hunt him down, gun him down
12 gauge shotty gotta hit him ’till he spun around
while you’re running around, talking down on the crown
blaspheming against the king put your money down
got jungle fever with the heater
you pull to be a tough guy, n-gga you a diva
a prima-donna dumb-dumb, and quite the conundrum
your run is over, did you get the memorandum?
i began from the very place you ran from
weapons in the hands, your possessions better hand them
over cause the homies acting violent at random
can them, n-gga fear the wrath of a madman
of course not, i broke in the game they were forced out
listen b-tch, i’m heading to the top, this is your stop
banging, like an undercover cop, doorkn-b
for the velveeta we would turn it like a doorkn-b
[hook1 x4]
[hook2 x4]
[verse 3: que]
done to catch, caught the ammo back
for the paper-jack, we ain’t playing ‘bout the cheddar
and we’ll feed a n-gga sh-ll for the sweet cheese velveeta and a mozarella
i got jungle fever like spike lee
young n-gga feeling like ice-t
pockets full of dead presidents like a grand
bust a ho twice my age
my black and white b-tch go together like a f-cking zebra
i feel like stevie, i can’t help it i got jungle fever
[hook1 x4]
[hook2 x4]
[bridge]
[outro x4]
young n-gga got jungle fever
young n-gga got jungle fever
tryin’ to pull a white girl out the club cheetah
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