Jungle Fever Lyrics - Singles - Que

Young nigga got jungle fever 

Young nigga got jungle fever 

Tryin' to pull a white girl out the club Cheetah 

Young nigga got jungle fever 

Tryin' to pull a white girl out the club Cheetah 

And we ain't playing 'bout the money neither 

I'll feed a nigga shells for the Velveeta 

Hey, little nigga this a two-seater 

It can only fit two people 

If it ain't a bitch in the seat next to me 

I can almost guarantee you it's a 9mm 

Hit club Cheetah, grab some bitches and some pasta 

Try to kill time, drinking Henn' not vodka 

Racks in the compact 9, I'm a boss 

I hate to have to break a pussy nigga off proper 

Hey, I fucked my teacher for some extra credit 

She work at Cheetah late at night to get that extra Fetti 

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Youngest nigga in the club with a snug 

Giving hugs to the bitches in the bathroom 

When I'm done showing love I'mma go and chop it off 

With the pimps sellin' Blacks in the bathroom 

Isn't it ironic now 

Anyone can get it, but don't nobody 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, nigga 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, nigga fear the wrath of a madman 

Of course not, I broke in the game they were forced out 

Listen bitch, I'm heading to the top, this is your stop 

Banging, like an undercover cop, doorknob 

For the Velveeta we would turn it like a doorknob 

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Done to catch, caught the ammo back 

For the paper-jack, we ain't playing 'bout the cheddar 

And we'll feed a nigga shell for the sweet cheese Velveeta and a Mozarella 

I got Jungle Fever like Spike Lee 

Young nigga feeling like Ice-T 

Pockets full of dead presidents like a grand 

Bust a ho twice my age 

My black and white bitch go together like a fucking zebra 

I feel like Stevie, I can't help it I got jungle fever 

Young nigga got jungle fever 

Young nigga got jungle fever 

Tryin' to pull a white girl out the club Cheetah