What's Happenin'

We the only ones with work in the middle of the drought

Then them **** round the corner come and see what we about

But we don't know they face so we don't want 'em by the house

But Skipper started bustin' when he saw them pullin' out

We did them **** dirty for fuckin' up our vibe

We packed up all our shit and moved it to the other side

Visited our spot, this girl was on my dick

She said, "I love you, Juvenile, but you know you the shit"

I grabbed on my Glock, 'cause where the fools hang out

I'm only tryna hustle another change route

But they ain't gettin' nothing if I ain't on beam

I'ma leave them **** sufferin' to find they own things

Workin' with plenty if you talkin' 'bout hoes

I don't give 'em a penny, they comin' out they clothes

And grabbin' on my jimmy to see if **** swole

Have to get it right with this big ol' totem pole

Yes, I'm thuggin', yes, I'm clubbin'

I ain't trippin' on you, look, bitch, I'm buzzin'

Hoes and ****, I'm not lovin'

Fuck what you gettin' if I ain't got nothing

But what's happenin'? What's happenin'?

What's happenin' with that?

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What's happenin' with that?

What's happenin'? What's happenin'?

What's happenin'? What's happenin'?

What's happenin'? What's happenin'?

What's happenin' with that?

We pull up in front of club and my rims was lookin' nice

The subwoofer's pumpin', I need it in my life

He had a couple of fellas was stuntin' with they eyes

We jumped out of the Lexus and got they mind right

See, I ain't gotta rep 'cause they know I got chains

You can catch me in that boulevard, that money green thing

Get a fish and shrimp po' boy and go sit on St. James

I'm a player like my ol' boy, that's where I get game

Hoes start passin' 'cause they want me to see 'em

Ain't givin' no action if they want some per diem

Keep a soldier rag from the AM to the PM

My heater in my lap, lookin' great up in the BM

I know them **** watchin' 'cause they know that I'm buck

But they could catch a hot one for fuckin' with a thug

Nothing was poppin', so we went in the club

All the hoes started jockin' 'cause they knew who we was

Yes, I'm thuggin', yes, I'm clubbin'

I ain't trippin' on you, look, bitch, I'm buzzin'

Hoes and ****, I'm not lovin'

Fuck what you gettin' if I ain't got nothing

But what's happenin'? What's happenin'?

What's happenin' with that?

What's happenin'? What's happenin'?

What's happenin' with that?

What's happenin'? What's happenin'?

What's happenin'? What's happenin'?

What's happenin'? What's happenin'?

What's happenin' with that?

The owner wasn't trippin', he let a **** in and

The place was jumpin' and the hoes was grinnin'

Not at us though, it was at the other women

Some was butterscotch, some yellow like lemon

Had a couple of foul ones, chickens and pigeons

Was kinda fine, but the bitches didn't listen

Told 'em meet us outside and hoes got missin'

Put it in reverse and went back for more victims

Everybody's rollin' and you can really see it

Look at how they scopin' for somebody to be with

I ain't on shit and I been G-ing since the 80s

Ain't about goin' somewhere, probably didn't need it

You already knowin' the way that I'm rockin'

If you ain't goin', then ain't nothing poppin'

Now I'm about to leave 'cause these **** eavesdroppin'

I got my heater on me now and I don't have to cock it

Yes, I'm thuggin', yes, I'm clubbin'

I ain't trippin' on you, look, bitch, I'm buzzin'

Hoes and ****, I'm not lovin'

Fuck what you gettin' if I ain't got nothing

But what's happenin'? What's happenin'?

What's happenin' with that?

What's happenin'? What's happenin'?

What's happenin' with that?

What's happenin'? What's happenin'?

What's happenin'? What's happenin'?

What's happenin'? What's happenin'?

What's happenin' with that?