Point 'Em Out - I-20, Juvenile

Hell, let u all hear it

I love it when the bar dropping get low wit' it

The eight-eye-style i’m so sick with it

A fresh white tea, an a new break with it

Make it back side bottle like it ain’t no to mo'

I love it with her, an' i hope she swallow

The most get a choosin' when i hit a club scene

To old motherf**ker, i’m a doup bitch scream

Please let me tap bro, i want see if it’s workin'

It’s rap u know from, so i ain’t here to survin'

If u really want ur life change listen to me because

I’m leavin' in a minute, now u leavin' wit' me

How u really want this money point 'em out then.

An' if she dinaide do it to me point 'em out then.

An' if she really is a f**kin' point 'em out then.

An' if she really is a suckin' point 'em out then.

Point 'em out then.

Point 'em out then.

If she a bad bitch here point 'em out then.

Point 'em out then.

Point 'em out then.

If she a bad bitch here point 'em out then.