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JENNiE PRODUCTiONSZ.

Ease up cuz you gotta long ' way'sz to goo homie -

i love it wen they try to get scandalouse ;

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EVEN THO THEY KNO THEY REAllY CANT HANDlE iiT'

So tell me boii can you handle iiT ?

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eVen oN tHe derriere rigHt aboVe tHe Waist liNe -

Ouu i Got sUm CherrYsz tHere ;;

Oh Homie Plz it's NOT THAT DEEP ; TAKE iiT EASY

? .YOU WANNA PLEASE ME. ?

Dunt Believe Everythinn you Hear ;

Go Ahead Nd Give iiT your Best ShoT!

Be Who You Are & Not Wat You Aint

Beauty
Karma ;

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I'MA BAD GURl ; YOU WANNA GET CLOSE ?

BouNce itT Up LEt's GetT HawT!

Nd lET ME SEE WATCHA GOTT;

YOU CAN LOVE ME OR HATE ME

you loving me or hating me aint gon make me or break me;

Cuz i go were ever the money takes me $ $ $ ;

iF YOU HAVE TiME STOP BY THE G-BOOK & DROP A LiNE; Nd iF YOUR GONNA HATE ; THEN DUNT EVEN BOTHERR CUZZ YA BUllSHiT CAN BE DiSCUST ElSE WERE; BETTER YET SAY iT TO MY FACE! Nd TO LOVERRSZ ii JENNiE BABiE LOVES YOUU!

Dunt Let a Single Man Bringg You Down

WAT EVER YOU GON DU Keep Your Head Up!

i BET YOU WANT GOODiE'SZ

BET YOU THOUGHT ABOUT iT'

Bonjour Mais Amies ;

I'm FeeliN Mighty Fine

Aujourd'hui

All Show you HEAVEN -

Promise to treat me like an angle boo

GOT YOU ALL HAWT & BOTHERED.

U MAD CUZ i TALK AROUND iT.

Lil' Girl Gone Ox

Yeah ' okay i'm talkin bout a .. gud gurl gone bad.. croocked world..wrong path right mom.. wrong dad.. i sing this song mad..but im mad enough to shoot ya..but it just eats me up.. like some barbecue from luthers in the morning wit the boosters..on the corner wit the boosters.. and she's the fresh cut..and they're honored like suittress.. and i wanna talk to her.. but her momma has a scooter.. i wanna see her better.. shes the weather of our future.. i dont wanna see another hurricane..baby you can kill the pain.. if you just let me explaine.. trust me i know wat i'm saying.. you will end up on the track.. of an oncoming train.. stuck in the passenger seat tryin to do the fast lane.. Damn.. Lil ' Girl Gone.. somewhere out there stranded.. cant nobody find her.. and they dont understand it.. she was raised gud cant blame her parents.. lost in the substance not the way that they planed it..Lil ' Girl Gone.. somewhere out there stranded.. cant nobody find her.. and they dont understand it.. she was raised gud cant blame her parents.. lost in the substance not the way that they planed it.. Yeah.. Once upon a time there was a momma and dad.. who on the outside of everything they wish they had.. a beautiful daughter.. 3 story house.. 2 car garage..and a brown lil bench right out on the front lawn.. see daddy was a firefighter.. and mommy was a sitter.. mommy's job got out so.. so now mommy is a dranker.. daddy had his way pretty soon.. now he's a snorter.. and this shit is taking place right infront of the daughter.. she said daddy whats wrong ? But he just to high.. Mommy what we gon do ? She just get drunk and cry.. caught in the middle of two wrongs.. trying to do right.. looking for answers all alone in the darkness at night.. They say right.. Lil ' Girl Gone.. somewhere out there stranded.. cant nobody find her.. and they dont understand it.. she was raised gud cant blame her parents.. lost in the substance not the way that they planed it..Lil ' Girl Gone.. somewhere out there stranded.. cant nobody find her.. and they dont understand it.. she was raised gud cant blame her parents.. lost in the substance not the way that they planed it.. Couldn't even fold her own cloths yet.. she chose to jet.. see this shit she would always regret.. now shes runnin from house to house.. out and about.. all hours of the night.. lurning far lessons of life.. she called home twice.. but she couln't say what she was gonna let her hear the very next day.. she gave up her body and mind labour full time.. got nuttin left to thugg out.. and get dope.. she doesn't know wat to do with her self.. her family's worried think she dont even care.. she's living a ruff life from the hope and the prayer.. were she'll end up in a few years.. who knows were.. Ouuu Yeah.. Lil ' Girl Gone.. somewhere out there stranded.. cant nobody find her.. and they dont understand it.. she was raised gud cant blame her parents.. lost in the substance not the way that they planed it.. Lil ' Girl Gone.. somewhere out there stranded.. cant nobody find her.. and they dont understand it.. she was raised gud cant blame her parents.. lost in the substance not the way that they planed it.. - Jennifer

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You Wanna Touch Me Ox

You See Me Windin And Grindin Up On That Pole And I See You Lookin At Me.I Already Kno U Wanna Touch Me.I Already Kno U Wanna Touch Me.I Already Kno Boy. Wanna Drop This Thing Off Me I Kno You Thinkin Bout Leaving Her.. Boy You Kno My Pedigree Aint Nothin Like Them Atlanta Girls.I Make It Do Wat It Do. You Wanna Kno If Its True .You Willing To Make Her Cry Cuz My Body Look Extra Fly.But I Got My Own Lamborghini So U Gotta Do A Lil More Just To See Me. My Pockets Stay Full Stacked Graduated From The Laundromat. You See Me Windin And Grindin Up On The Pole And I See You Lookin At Me And I Already Kno U Wanna Touch Me.I Already Kno U Wanna Touch Me.I Already Kno Boy. Im Not Your Ordinary Girl I Stay In Designer Jeans. Ill Intrude Your Dream I Put That On Wall Tomean.So Remember 4 U Touch It Im Not Wit That Nonsense My Love Like A Convict. Uhh Itll Shoot Right Through Ya.
Money in the air so call me the catcher.. You can talk about it that dont mean i'ma let cha.. Bet cha wanna touch on it wanna pet the kitty kat baby you aint had nothin better or wetter.. Just call it aquafina i aint like her my style way meaner.. Plus i got guud credit i own 4 grillz.. Now lets move on to the next.. I like big thangs.. Like big chicks.. Like big Ohhhs.. Love guud sex.. We can du it on the phone or du it in a text..I aint conceited im just fly.. Call me the candle Jennnehh so fiine.. Your goin home late tellin ya girl lies cuz you wanna touch me and i can see why.. - Jennifer

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Chick Like Me Ox

Straight up. O-Town. That's my type. Thugged out. From the hood. That's what I like. Neck, ears. Wrist shinning so bright. Give me paper or plastic. Anything I like. You see I like 'em kind of cool. Black shades, black tee, and black shoes. Candy painted Impala on 22s. Straight up gutta. Is just my kind of dude. Where my Chi Town gangstas. Down for whatever. And all my Midwest riders. My Saint Loui players. Where my East Coast hustlers. My New Yorkers holla. Cause we don't need no bustas. We don't need no haters. I need a down south G. The ones that ride so good. That can give me what I need. The ones that talk so hood. The boys from the West Coast scene. My crip walkin soldiers. That can handle a chick like me.
A chick like me. All my fellas need to hear me. I want ya'll to hear me clearly. I'm not the picky type. I like my thugs from every city. GA, LA, on back to Philly. But them dirty boys. Oh they do something to me. See I have to disagree. I like my thugs from the NYC. Steady trappin' on the gangsta scene.
Ridin' in cars up on that gangsta lean. Ima break it down and tell you how I like it. Red monkey jeans hanging low with a black-T. Gotta mean swag and he trappin' on the back street.
Now man it's somthing 'bout them G's. Make Jenneh tempertaure jump 100 degrees. Is it the money or the candy paint dripping. Or the way he hold me down and keep it pimpin'. Plus he know just how to beat it up. Can't get enough so he always wanna eat it up. That's how it's going down right here baby. - Jennifer

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Wat Am I To Do *

There can be only one Swisha house Jennie Babie what it do..It's the O-town hard hitter out the six one three
I du wat it du for mah people's in the 613, Wit mah Babie on my side..Come take a ride..out the Lone Star State I'm just a hustla on the grind no forgettin that cake I came up from the bottom now I reside at the top..I used to run away from the cops so now its Benzes I cop..I used to POST UP on the block like Yao Ming on that paint..But now I pimp the parking lot drivin slow and sippin mah drink Wit Mah Boo on my side as I glyde like Clyde.. It's just somethin 'bout the way I tip fo's and grip grain And got the boppers on the sideline goin insane
I got 'em on it, my mackin game is out of control.. My game's cold and the story's been told it's Jennie babie
See I dunno why I'm feelin just the way I do
It's been a long time, I thought that I was over you
But now you coming around again, I be remembering whatcha said I just can't take it, and I don't wanna go back
What is a girl to do if she still on it?
And she been there before with you, and now she don't want it..It's been time and time again, I just wish this thing would end, tell me..What is a girl to do if she still on it? Whenever we talked, it feels like we had something strong And knowin it's wrong, we tried to do this thing before..But when you coming real close to me, bringing back all of them memories I just can't fake it, but I don't wanna go back..Ah, yea Jennie Babie is a problem, The best thing rockin since that cotton came to Harlem
Meth darling, I'm like that Hershey with the almond
And I don't beg for nothin but your pardon
They start and I finshed, my animals is starvin for dentist
Straight up menace, y'all don't get involved in my business
Look eyewitness, spotted like a blemish all gimmick..
Tilted wit that NY on it, this money till be made and I want it..See my palm been itchin for the longest
But scratch that paper like NASDAQ we laugh at like
Roll the dice, get the cash back, I'm nice
Plus I got the juice so I go well wit ice
Been drug tested three times failed it twice
Jennies doin it big,all try not to hurt cha Matter fact i'm killin ya's 'i'ma murder mami..

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I'am Who I'am So You Tell Me Who Are You Cuz Your Not Me '

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