Que – Jungle Fever Lyrics

Jungle Fever Lyrics

Young nigga got jungle fever

Young nigga got jungle fever
Try to pull a white girl out the clutch heater
Young nigga got jungle fever
Try to pull a white girl out the clutch heater
Young nigga got jungle fever
Try to pull a white girl out the clutch heater
Young nigga got jungle fever
Try to pull a white girl out the clutch heater

And we ain’t playing ‘bout the money neither
I feed a nigga shell for the…
And we ain’t playing ‘bout the money neither
I feed a nigga shell for the…
And we ain’t playing ‘bout the money neither
I feed a nigga shell for the…
And we ain’t playing ‘bout the money neither
I feed a nigga shell for the…

Hey, little nigga, this a two-seater
It can only fit two people
If it ain’t a bitch in a seat next to me
I can almost guarantee you some 9 mm

He clutched shit and grab some bitches and some pasta
Tried to kill time drinking Hen, not vodka
Racks in the compact, nine, I’m a boss
I hate to have to break a pussy nigga off proper
Ey, I fucked my teacher for some extra credit
She work at Cheetah late at night to get that extra fetti
Youngest nigga in the club with a smug
Giving hugs to the bitches in the bathroom
When I’m done showing love I’mma go chop it off
With the pimps and the blacks in the bathroom

Young nigga got jungle fever
Try to pull a white girl out the clutch heater
Young nigga got jungle fever
Try to pull a white girl out the clutch heater
Young nigga got jungle fever
Try to pull a white girl out the clutch heater
Young nigga got jungle fever
Try to pull a white girl out the clutch heater
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And we ain’t playing ‘bout the money neither
I feed a nigga shell for the…
And we ain’t playing ‘bout the money neither
I feed a nigga shell for the…
And we ain’t playing ‘bout the money neither
I feed a nigga shell for the…
And we ain’t playing ‘bout the money neither
I feed a nigga shell for the…

Done to catch, caught the…we ain’t playing ‘bout the cheddar
And we will feed a nigga shell for the…
I got jungle fever like Spike Lee
Got a nigga feeling like Ice Tea
Pockets full of dead presidents like a gray
Bust a hoe 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
Youngest nigga in the club with a smug
Giving hugs to the bitches in the bathroom
When I’m done showing love I’mma go chop it off
With the pimps and the blacks in the bathroom

Young nigga got jungle fever
Try to pull a white girl out the clutch heater
Young nigga got jungle fever
Try to pull a white girl out the clutch heater
Young nigga got jungle fever
Try to pull a white girl out the clutch heater
Young nigga got jungle fever
Try to pull a white girl out the clutch heater

And we ain’t playing ‘bout the money neither
I feed a nigga shell for the…
And we ain’t playing ‘bout the money neither
I feed a nigga shell for the…
And we ain’t playing ‘bout the money neither
I feed a nigga shell for the…
And we ain’t playing ‘bout the money neither
I feed a nigga shell for the…

Young nigga got jungle fever

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