Yung Joc Lyrics

Picture Perfect - Yung Joc

[Background] Uhhhhhyeeaaah
[Joc’s Dad:] Everything that glitters ain’t gold baby
[Yung Joc:] I hear ya Daddy

[Chorus x2]
I’m choppin 24’s
Blowin good dro
Yeah, I got plenty Hoes
Life ain’t picture perfect
Yeah ya see the ice
And I dress nice
Make ‘em look twice
Life ain’t picture perfect

Yeah I’m blowin on some good lime
Skatin on two 85’s
Wouldn’t believe half the shit thats skatin through a niggas mind
745 complimented with leather and wood
Chickens on my dick cuz a nigga fresh and smellin good
Jack boys plottin on my stacks on deck
Wanna put the Tec to my chest for the ice on my neck
Oh yeah it’s easy to attain it all
Harder to maintain it all
If you want a pierfect picture only god can paint it dog
Niggas in these videos with multi-platinum projects
Can’t even get credit cards
And they Momma stay in projects
How is that? Scracth my head
Somethin don’t seem right
Ya teeth full of ice
So when ya smile I seen lights
Seems like I’m hatin I’m just statin the facts
I ain’t feelin to smile in ya face and put a blade in your back
Now try not to get caught up on the way shit looks
Cuz everything ain’t picture perfect, just listen to the hook

[Chourus x2]

Yeah I’m off in magic city
Trickin them ass and titties
Bitches blowin me kisses makin me wanna hit it
I must admit, got a good chick and she been holdin me down
But I ain’t fuckin around cuz there is too much shit goin around
Like the rims on my pickup
Scared to get my dick sucked
Nigga run into the clinic even from a hiccup
Pick up the pieces from the fuckin puzzle
I’m affiliated with niggas who murder, rob and hustle
Plus you think I’m ballin cuz I’m poppin Crys and spendin G’s
I’m just tryin to drink away the pain that killed my nigga steve
Nigga please, I ain’t shit
Cookies and cream
Feelin like Marvin it make me wanna holla and scream

[Chorus x2]

Now half the shit ya doin already been done
And that’s why half my niggas dead, locked up or on the run
That dope money ain’t sufficient it don’t last all ways
Niggas trap all night in project hallways
All day long niggas front like stars
On them big ass rims that most than they cars
Spent 300 on a outfit a hundred on some nikes
But his baby needs wopes, diapers and pedialite
And you prolly’ got a cousin, brother or a friend
And this song sound like it from begging to end
Then again it might be me
And I’m tired of the nonsense
Can’t sleep at night cause I got a guilty conscience

[Chorus x2]

[Background:] Cant you see? [over and over until it fades out]

Yung Joc Lyrics

Knock It Out - Yung Joc

[CHORUS X2]
Yea, i been there
I done that
Knock the pussy out, now she running back
So I knock the pussy out
Knock it out, knock it out
I knock the pussy out
Knock it out, knock it out

[VERSE ONE]
First thing first, I likin’ all kinda hoes
Some go to school, some dance with no clothes
Mama name me Joc ’cause I do the damn thang
When I throw the dick they come back like boomerangs
Beat the pussy up like a ole beat machine
Oop, there it is, bring a friend, tag team
Then I beat ‘em up like the woofers in my vert
I give her tylonel ’cause she say her jaws hurt
Need a chick like Trina, make her dreams come true
Baby when I cum, guarantee you cum too
And like big 6, the dick hypnotize minds
I put that on my mama baby if you think I’m lyin’
Lil mama I’mma (beat it up)
All night I’mma (beat it up)
That mouth, I’mma (beat it up)
That back, I’mma (beat it up)
That’s right I’ve …

[CHORUS X2]
I been there
I done that
Knock the pussy out, now she running back
So I knock the pussy out
Knock it out, knock it out
I knock the pussy out
Knock it out, knock it out

[VERSE TWO]
1 + 1, then that equals two
Bitches on deck, one for me and one for you
Just the way i like, straight A-Town
Meet me in the room, guarantee it go down
Yea, your baby daddy mad, you woulda spilled the beans
Don’t get mad ’cause she on my drill team
I turn virgins into sex fiends
I turn nightmares into wet dreams
Make a jookbox wet, make her think she on her cycle
Hit her from the back, then i grab her by the micros
Make her touch her toes til her knees turn weak
Neighbors complain ’cause they say they can’t sleep
Lil mama I’mma (beat it up)
All night I’mma (beat it up)
That mouth, I’mma (beat it up)
That back, I’mma (beat it up)
That’s right I’ve …

[CHORUS X2]
I been there
I done that
Knock the pussy out, now she running back
So I knock the pussy out
Knock it out, knock it out
I knock the pussy out
Knock it out, knock it out

[VERSE THREE]
When it’s time for round three, strap on another glove
T.K.O, now the hoe all in love
She love to call me tyson when i nibble on her ear
I hit her wit a combo, now she call me holyfield
I know it sound vulgar but that’s the way she like it
Got the worlds biggest (shhh), dont matter, just dont bite it
No I’m not conceited but see i keep it trill
Playboyz shout it, Mr Black and decradrill
Yea your girl say my name, please dont take offense
Have ‘em bent like this, suckin’ on some gangsta shit
I dont think it’s worth it if you really want the truth
’cause at this phrase in time she givin’ brain in the houpe
Lil mama I’mma (beat it up)
All night I’mma (beat it up)
That mouth, I’mma (beat it up)
That back, I’mma (beat it up)
That’s right I’ve …

[CHORUS X2]
I been there
I done that
Knock the pussy out, now she running back
So I knock the pussy out
Knock it out, knock it out
I knock the pussy out
Knock it out, knock it out

[REPEAT X2]
Lil mama I’mma (beat it up)
All night I’mma (beat it up)
That mouth, I’mma (beat it up)
That back, I’mma (beat it up)
That’s right I’ve …

Yung Joc Lyrics

1st Time - Yung Joc

[CHORUS X2]

It aint nothing like the first time
Im tryna tell you i can blow your mind
Baby if i touch you here and kiss you there
Gonna fall in love shorty, best beware

[VERSE ONE]
This aint no love song
More like a cut song
You say your day was long, well tell daddy whats wrong
Imma tell you one time — just relax and unwind
Whisper sweet nothings now you blushing, chills down your spine
Oh yea you hot and tempted
Oh no not pretty ricky
But when you grind on me
Imma leave you hot and drippin
Slip in those satin sheets
Now go and roll over
Oh yea its up and down motions like a rollercoaster
I see she up on top
You all on my jock
Imma do it nonstop, until your cherry pop
Imma keep going and going, the energizer bunny
Mr long john all in your tummy

[CHORUS X2]

It aint nothing like the first time
Im tryna tell you i can blow your mind
Baby if i touch you here and kiss you there
Gonna fall in love shorty, best beware

[VERSE TWO]

Wont you let me introduce ya to thug karmasutra
This aint no lovey dovey (nah) but watch how i seduce ya
Girl im the man, i- i- im the man
I push the right buttons and the sex on demand
Oh yea i like it slow
Baby be easy
Ooo, watch ya teeth
Baby be easy
Tell me your vicky secrets, tell me all the dirt
You smell like peaches, must bath & body works
Love the way your body work, imma make your body rock
Once you climax, you feel the aftershock
(i know i got you hooked on this lovin’
Dont get it twisted, we just cutin’ baby)

[CHORUS X2]

It aint nothing like the first time
Im tryna tell you i can blow your mind
Baby if i touch you here and kiss you there
Gonna fall in love shorty, best beware

[VERSE THREE]
Yea i know i know, i still aint went soft
But i gotta go, lets hit the shower baby, its time to rinse off
I’ll wash yours, you wash mine, i adore it the first time
I blew yours, you blew mines, sometimes i’ll drop you a line
But look dont tell nobody, just keep it on the low
Not your best friend, not your cousin, nobodys gotta know
I know it sounds crazy, but thats just how it is
Yung J-O-C, long live, long live

[CHORUS X2]

It aint nothing like the first time
Im tryna tell you i can blow your mind
Baby if i touch you here and kiss you there
Gonna fall in love shorty, best beware

Yung Joc Lyrics

I Know You See It - Yung Joc

Inny meeny minny mo
How many bitches from the club wont go
(I know you see it, I know you see it)
I’m like inny meeny minny mo
How many niggas from the club wont go
(I know you see it, I know you see it)

Now you can call me tipdrill, they playing my song
Throw a couple ones, then she throw away her thong
When she bust it open, take a picture with my phone
She love my cologne, I call it perk body zone
Now she pussy poppin’, it’s goin’ down
Slap the waitress on the booty, tell her “get another round”
And when I make it rain, money all over the ground
Fresh force ones, sean john button down
And then I’m like “oh boy, a clique fulla stars”
Big four fifth, big dick, and big cars
At the end of the day, when it’s all said and done
I need four freaks ’cause I need more than one

[CHORUS]
Inny meeny minny mo
How many bitches from the club wont go
(I know you see it, I know you see it)
I’m like bim bam, I know you want some
She chewing on the dick like a piece of bubble yum
(I know you see it, I know you see it)

I’m like inny meeny minny mo
How many niggas from the club wont go
(I know you see it, I know you see it)
I’m like bim bam, I know you want some
You chewing on the pussy like a piece of bubble yum
(I know you see it, I know you see it)

I ain’t never been the type to show off in the club
Real laid back poppin’ plenty bottles of
Bub, don’t smoke but I got much perk
Get that nigga real high, make him slurp it then burp
Could you be a groupie? I hear you singin’ my song
Like I see you, lemme feel your tongue
It’s T, miss B nigga, let me get you laced
Take a step back, blow the pussy in ya face
I ain’t talking cush nigga, I’m talking a rat race
So many to choose from, give ‘em all a little taste
Gotta house fulla pussy, the madam of hip hop
My bitches are superstars, so gushy you needa mop
Yea

[CHORUS]
Inny meeny minny mo
How many bitches from the club wont go
(I know you see it, I know you see it)
I’m like bim bam, I know you want some
She chewing on the dick like a piece of bubble yum
(I know you see it, I know you see it)

I’m like inny meeny minny mo
How many niggas from the club wont go
(I know you see it, I know you see it)
I’m like bim bam, I know you want some
You chewing on the pussy like a piece of bubble yum
( I know you see it, I know you see it)

I got stacks on deck, snowflakes on my neck
New J’s on my feet, make my outfit complete
(I know you see it, I know you see it)
I got stacks on deck, niggas love my flow
Got a mohawk blowin’, air forces that glow
(I know you see it, I know you see it)

Inny meeny minny mo
How many bitches from the club wont go
(I know you see it, I know you see it)
I’m like bim bam, I know you want some
She chewing on the dick like a piece of bubble yum
(I know you see it, I know you see it)

I’m like inny meeny minny mo
How many niggas from the club wont go
(I know you see it, I know you see it)

Yung Joc Lyrics

Hear Me Coming - Yung Joc

[Chorus x2]
All the hoes lose they mind when they see me stuntin
Dope Boys lose they mind when they see me coming
All the haters get to runnin when they hear that choppa drummin, Blllluuupp, blllluup bumpin

[Yung Joc]
Y’all ready know, ya ain’t even gotta wonder
I was voted number one rapper to drop this summer
A one hit wonder, how the hell ya figure that?
My rhymes like crack, fiends screamin, “gimmie that!”
I’m being like a monkey, and that ‘73 dope
Need a desert eagle, reefer smellin like a skunk
Got a bitch named Judy, with a real big booty
Blue star keep a nigga riding cuji
If it’s a problem, I suggest you let it go
Got some killas over there, more hellan than the lord
I beat the block up
You can hear me when I’m comin
If it’s a problem then the choppers start drummin, drummin

[Chorus x2]

My niggas flip birds
Your niggas flip burgers
My niggas got work
Your niggas just workers
My niggas, we get hurt
Your niggas is unheard of
My niggas murder
Your niggas get murdered
My niggas win niggas
Your niggas get drenched
My niggas play the field
Your niggas ride bench
My niggas is quarterbacks
Your niggas just recieve
With a single flinch boy, your niggas retreat
My niggas take the coke and they let the shit cook
Your niggas experiment with dope and get hooked
Now ain’t that something, let the story get told
As the plot thickens and the script unfolds

[Chorus x2]

I get back around three
We can do it more again
Message to them hater middle finger to the wind
Let my chain swang, with a limp in my walk
Baby hush ya mouth, respect a pimp when he talk
Everybody know that I do it for the hood
Help feed the hungry, now my homies all good
Word on the street, Joc got the heat
Suede on the seat, 28’s on the feet
Two bottle of Crys, baby go on spend money
When ya add it up now I’m drinkin red money
My wrist gone froze
Make em jump out of they clothes
Go ahead drink tonite, cuause tommorrow you gotta go

[Chorus x2]

Ha ha ha, nigga
Rookie of the year, play ya postition nigga, ya’ll fuck boys stop ya husstlin, ya’ll niggas know how we
do it. Ya’ll know what it is. All the way from the motherfuckin west side to the south side nigga. ML
king, Fabora, Four-five, the whole Four block, Three-tweny. Whats up Koolaide? Yeeaahh. Rest in peace my
nigga Steve, Chris Terry, Lil’ Mike, Black Horace, we gonna take it to the motherfuckin southside nigga.
College Park! Ya know what I’m talkin about. Born and raised, Shady P nigga. What it is. I see ya out
there Tony V. Carl Moe, what up nigga? Fresh stat from college park. I see ya nigga. Ain’t nothin but
love, ya’ll know how we do it. Yung Joc! Block entertainment. Bitch! Shorty Slick, where ya at? Ya up
next nigga. And I’m outta here.