Lyrics to Jenny
Jenny Video:
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Wha wha what

Man turn that down...

Give me 5 more minutes

Just 5 more minutes...

What time is it

I'm tired man

11:59 already

Wake up in the morning

One thing on my mind

Cheerios with vanilla

On my milk

It's all mine

I devour

Take a shower

Grab the papers and sack

See ya'll later I'm packed

Blazed till I get cataract

Laid in the Cadillac

Switch lanes out of the driveway

Like I was on the highway (yeah)

I ride a big boy

Y'all ride a similac

And oh my Cadillac

Has 50's in the back

Playin' Rick James and Tina

So relaxing

Passed on by the neighbor Red Lane

They called him insane

Here's Mr. Kane limps with a cane

Had a crush on Ms. Payne

Blessed and he's strange

Now he can't walk the same

Innocent three-legged rover

Kinda says four-leafed clover

His owner smooth Jason

Yeah game like Playstation

Had the girl's hearts racin'

Like you're nervous

And pacin'

Well I swerved the curb

Corner action like verbs

Niggas sellin' that herb (yeah)

Cops throwin' the bird you heard

I'm on I-20

Wit' 20's (uh huh)

And beats I got plenty

Can't wait to see Jenny



[Chorus]

I been all around the world

Met a lot of girls

Jenny yeah that's my dog

I been so many places

Seen so many faces

Still ain't none like my dog

I been around the world

And back again (yeah)

Ain't nobody like her yet

Don't forget your homies

Can't forget my homies



Well

The sun starts to dim and

I'm under the speed limit

And there's hectic traffic too

Got off at exit 22

Stopped at Lorraine's

She's datin' Mr. Kane

And she's just as deranged

And insane in the brain

Man she blew up his Range (look who's talkin')

Shouted things so profane

Uh huh (she's tryin to be like like Left Eye)

So we go to Pit's Lane

Way over by the main

To get the rest of our girls

With them ghetto-ass names (ain't it crazy)

Toleda Bonnie Quesha

With them hairdo's

Look like they went through a seizure

You know

Go to the movies

And you can't see the feature (what the fuck, what the fuck)

And Jenny's father's a preacher

And see her unleashed around daddy so sweet

Without daddy she a freak (she a ho)

I ain't never seen her with the same nigga for weeks

Mmmm mmm

Nah wait a minute (yeah)

I seen her three times with Saadiq



[Chorus]



Pull up to Jenny's

And she's waitin' outside

My hair ain't done

Get your ass in the ride

It's Friday night

We high and tight

Jenny sippin' on the Henny

I'm drivin' tonight

My exhaust is about to ignite

We turn on Morland Ave.

And then I see these blue lights (blue lights make me nervous)

I feel fright Jenny yells

I ain't goin' to jail tonight girl

So anyway I'm drivin' slow

Then enormously fast

Cuz Jenny's dumb ass slammed on the gas

She says I'm high (ha)

Not to mention all the weed in the ride

And the way we drive

And are stupid to ride

I bust a right on Memorial Drive (go left left)

She threw out the Henn

I threw out the stash

And we was goin' speedin'

Oh so fast

And we stopped

The cops had caught us at last (what you doin' why you stoppin')

Knew I forgot somethin'

I might have needed some gas

So the cop walked up

Knocked on the window

I dropped

I ain't drunk

I forgot Jenny's uncle's a cop (yo uncle a cop)

Yo relax it's me man

You just forgot your keys

Your keys?

Dumbass (you said it girl)

I can't believe I threw out my stash

I shoulda whooped your ass

I know I have some crazy Friday nights

But somethin' about Jenny

Makes it alright



[Chorus]
Songwriters: Pitts, M. / Alexander, Phalon Anton / Thomas, K / Lopes, Lisa Nicole / Thomas, Ricardo
Publisher: Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Universal Music Publishing Group
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