Friday, August 14, 2020

Young Nudy – Joker Lyrics

Young Nudy – Joker Lyrics

Young Nudy – Joker Lyrics


  Young Nudy – Joker Lyrics



Joker by Young Nudy


Yo Pi’erre, you wanna come out here?

We lit, we gassed, shorty got the stick

He do, yeah, he rich

Yeah, I seen a lot of niggas be rich

But they just turn into a rich bitch


Smokin’ on stank, man, I know that (yeah)

Shoot at your head turn your head to a throwback

Big shit, y’all don’t want that (yeah)

Whole lot of guns, bool shit, man I’m on that

And young nigga get money (yeah)

Big booty bitch, yeah, monkey (monkey)

In the hood actin’ whole donkey (donkey)

Bool shit, slime stay on it (i’m a slime)

Stick on my side like a sidelight (sidelight)

Pull up at your hood that’s a driveby (grat)

Thirty round drum on my Glock (my Glock)

Pull up on’em, pop-pop-pop off your top

Y’all nigga talk but you ain’t really wit’ it (ain’t wit’ it)

Bool shit, slimeball stay wit’ it (stay wit’ it)

And your hoe really wanna get wit’ me (get wit’ me)

Beat the hoe, yeah, from the back end (back end)


In the club turnin’ up wit’ all the rats (yeah)

And I got a gun, yeah, I count all the stacks (yeah)

Nigga wanna play slime, shoot him in the back

Stab’em in the back, yeah, I’m wit’ all of that (yeah)

Grimy motherfucker (grimy), slimy motherfucker (slimy)

Try me motherfucker (okay), fire that motherfucker (yeah)

Bitch hit my phone and she wanna ride that motherfucker

Yeah, that’s on top man, ride that dick (yeah)

Yeah, your bitch wanna suck my dick (yeah)

Nigga wanna hate’cause I do this shit (yeah)

Whole lot of money, I was meant to be rich

And you ain’t, yeah (and you ain’t)


I don’t even know, I don’t even know

I don’t even know, I don’t even know

I don’t even know but I stay on it

Bool shit, I stay on it (yeah)

And I get money, yeah, nigga hate on me (hate on me)

Ah, I know it, and I notice, and I know it (bitch-ass niggas)


Hop out the two-door, yeah, that the whip

And I sold dope, yeah, I made all the trips

Paid [? ], yeah, I made all the flips

Always see money, yeah, I came right here

Pat your tape down, I just bust it down

Gang eatin’ now, yeah, we eat now

Nigga play a young nigga wit’ 5 rounds

Chop up your block ‘fore you sleep, nigga

Y’all niggas talkin’bout some beef nigga (damn)

Put you on a plate then we eat nigga

Whole lot of money’round me nigga (young nigga)

Young nigga racked up, count up, the bag in

Club turned up, fuck up the back (yeah)

Y’all niggas haze when you hit on the back

Shooters gonna pull up with your head on the back end

Huh, I’ma be out like the [? ]

Young nigga wit’ a check (huh)

Yeah, I like to call hoe, make her give me neck

And I’m real slime, so show the whole load respect (yeah)

Rat-tat-tat-tat when they drop out the Tec


In the club turnin’ up wit’ all the rats (yeah)

And I got a gun, yeah, I count all the stacks (yeah)

Nigga wanna play slime, shoot him in the back

Stab’em in the back, yeah, I’m wit’ all of that (yeah)

Grimy motherfucker (grimy), slimy motherfucker (slimy)

Try me motherfucker, fire that motherfucker (yeah)

Bitch hit my phone and she wanna ride that motherfucker

Yeah, that’s on top man, ride that dick (yeah)

Yeah, your bitch wanna suck my dick (yeah)

Nigga wanna hate’cause I do this shit (yeah)

Whole lot of money, I was meant to be rich

And you ain’t, yeah (and you ain’t)

I don’t even know, I don’t even know

I don’t even know, I don’t even know


Smoke dope

Be high, be happy, get you some money

Don’t be like these bitch ass niggas man

Feel what I’m sayin’?

Stay solid, uh, you know

Stay on your ten, you know, and just be real to yourself

Keep it real to yourself, you know

You only keep it 99 percent wit’ these niggas, dog, you feel me?

Not a hundred, fuck’em

Yo Pi’erre, you wanna come out here?

all we work for is to satisfy you.