Be Gone
Juvenile Lyrics


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(feat. Big Tymers)

[Chorus ­ 3x] (Sung)
Bag gone, hat gone, coat gone
Why don't cha get the hell on out the do'

[Mannie Fresh]
He told me number three was cheap
Wit a chick, wit a stick, yeah them girls be freakin'
Checkin' in motels every other weekend
Say brah ­ I can't picture lil' one eatin'
Boy you ain't know ­ fo' sho' she creepin'
While she been tellin' me dog, she goin' to meetings
Meeting Kitty wit her mouth
That's what yo' chick 'bout
Man, pass me my asthma pump, put lil' one out
Sometimes I be likin' ­ when seenin' chicks dykin'
Pissin' on each other, mud wrestling, and fightin'
Hair everywhere, sratchin' and bitin'
Pass me my asthma pump again man, this shit exciting
I be like, "let's get jumped" like a game of checkers
And I done cheat more chicks, than Nelly sold records
E.I, C.I, turn a chick out
Then give it to another chick and leave it up in her mouth

[Chorus ­ 2x] (Sung)
Bag gone, hat gone, coat gone
Why don't cha get the hell on out the do'

[Baby]
There's a story about a bitch named Sally
A hot girl, lived in that rat-hoe alley
She stayed sharp, stayed rockin' Balance
And a fat pussy, laid down in the Cadi'
Back of the seat or back of the Palace
I'm a Hot Boy ­ it really don't matter
My brother K.C plays them tellers
That'll jump off, hit a stepper, whatever
Michael Kipper, James Peter got a big better
Dick gotta a bitch in Miami ­ a dick-sweater
Like Delores from A.T.L, "The Freak of the Week"
She did me, Slim, Joe, and Tiki
I don't care, bitch just ride
Shake yo' pussy, and shake yo' thigh
Get yo' hat, get yo' coat, it's time to ride
Baby girl lookin' at me like she surprise

[Chorus ­ 2x] (Sung)
Bag gone, hat gone, coat gone
Why don't cha get the hell on out the do'

[Mannie Fresh]
Let me tell you about another one of my lovers
I caught the ignorant chick pokin' holes in rubbers
Talkin' 'bout she late, sorry no wait
Girl you fucked me, Mike Tyson, and O.J

[Baby]
These hoes be pullin' they raw tactics
Baby makin' and jaw-jackin'
Mami suck dick like a lowrider
Ooh-wee, don't stop her

[Mannie Fresh]
Thinkin' that I'ma claim that baby
Girl you coo-coo, stupid, dumb, and crazy
His eyes green, and his hair wavy
Thought you had me huh?, got me, playin' me

[Baby]
She movin' like a nigga hittin' switches
But I bet I'd hit that old shitty
She a popper, H.G non-stopper
She from Uptown, baby girl don't knock her

[Chorus ­ till end] (Sung)
Bag gone, hat gone, coat gone
Why don't cha get the hell on out the do'

[Mannie Fresh ­ over chorus] (Talking)
Nah shawty, don't cry now
Get them old ass iron skates you left up under the bed
And them old ass pro cases that you had, and all them beta tapes
And get your old ass beeper
You know that beeper that look like a garage opener
The one that you had, get that shit up out my drawer
and get on out of here
Yeah you got to leave, got to go
Get that rat coat, that old ass coat that you said was a mink
Shit ain't nothin' but a big ass nutria rat
Oh yeah, and get your cell phone
That big ass cell phone wit the car battery hooked up to it
The one that be causin' Cancer, you know that big ass
football you wear on your face, hurtin' and shit
Get your old ass cell phone
And get them Chic Jeans, that Jamaica Joe shirt, and
them Hearochees that yo' ass was wearing when you came here
And them big fake ass "Salt-N-Peppa" earrings
You know them earrings Salt-N-Peppa had in the 80's
You better get them bitches up outta here too
And get them footy socks, the ones wit the balls in the back
That's yours too, you need to get that, get on outta here
You know what i'm sayin', I use to love you, I don't love you no more
Don't like you no more, none of that, you know what I'm sayin'
And get your Cutlass keys
Get your old ass Cutlass, the one that we parked off the block
You know what I'm sayin', 'cause I didn't want it in my driveway
'cause it was leakin' oil
Get your old ass Cutlass key's and get in your Cutlass and ride out




Yeah, you hood roach, you ain't even a rat, you a roach
Yeah!

Overall Meaning

The song “Be Gone” by Juvenile featuring Big Tymers has vulgar and explicit lyrics that dehumanize and objectify women. The song talks about how the rappers want their love interests to leave and take all their belongings with them. Throughout the song, the lyrics describe the sexual encounters and promiscuous behavior of women as if it is a normal occurrence. The rappers are boasting about how many women they cheat with and take advantage of. The chorus "Bag gone, hat gone, coat gone, why don't ya get the hell on out the door" is repeated throughout the song, symbolizing the rapper's desires for their sexual partners to leave after using them for their own pleasure.


The lyrics of the song are sexist and demeaning towards women. The rappers openly objectify and degrade their love interests, using language that is vulgar and profane. The lyrics talk about women as sexual objects, and the rappers boast about how many women they cheat with and objectify. The song's message is one that perpetuates toxic masculinity and reinforces gender stereotypes and misogynistic behavior.


In conclusion, “Be Gone” is a song that objectifies and dehumanizes women, reducing them to sexual objects. The lyrics are explicit and vulgar, perpetuating harmful gender stereotypes and promoting toxic masculinity. The message in the song reinforces misogyny and is harmful to women.


Line by Line Meaning

Bag gone, hat gone, coat gone
Everything you brought with you is gone, so why don't you just leave?


He told me number three was cheap
He informed me that having multiple partners is not expensive


Wit a chick, wit a stick, yeah them girls be freakin'
With a girl and a penis, these girls engage in wild sexual activities


Checkin' in motels every other weekend
They frequently stay in motels every alternate weekend


Say brah - I can't picture lil' one eatin'
He expresses surprise that the girl is able to afford food


Boy you ain't know - fo' sho' she creepin'
You didn't know for sure, but she is definitely cheating on you


While she been tellin' me dog, she goin' to meetings
She has been lying to me, claiming to attend meetings


Meeting Kitty wit her mouth
She engages in oral sex with someone named Kitty


That's what yo' chick 'bout
That's what your girl is all about


Man, pass me my asthma pump, put lil' one out
Please give me my inhaler, I need to calm down


Sometimes I be likin' - when seenin' chicks dykin'
There are times when I enjoy watching women engage in lesbian activities


Pissin' on each other, mud wrestling, and fightin'
They urinate on each other, engage in mud wrestling, and fight


Hair everywhere, sratchin' and bitin'
There is hair scattered everywhere from scratching and biting


Pass me my asthma pump again man, this shit exciting
Please give me my inhaler again, this situation is thrilling


I be like, "let's get jumped" like a game of checkers
I jokingly suggest that we engage in a group sexual encounter


And I done cheat more chicks, than Nelly sold records
I have cheated on more women than Nelly has sold records


E.I, C.I, turn a chick out
With my charm and influence, I can seduce and manipulate women


Then give it to another chick and leave it up in her mouth
After being intimate with one woman, I move on to another and engage in oral sex with her


There's a story about a bitch named Sally
Let me tell you a story about a woman named Sally


A hot girl, lived in that rat-hoe alley
She was an attractive girl who lived in a rundown neighborhood known for its promiscuous women


She stayed sharp, stayed rockin' Balance
She maintained her appearance and consistently wore Balance brand clothing


And a fat pussy, laid down in the Cadi'
She had a large buttocks and would have sex in a Cadillac


Back of the seat or back of the Palace
She would have sex either in the backseat of a car or in a luxurious place


I'm a Hot Boy - it really don't matter
I am a member of Hot Boys, a rap group, and it doesn't matter to me


My brother K.C plays them tellers
Somebody named K.C plays a role in my gambling endeavors


That'll jump off, hit a stepper, whatever
They are willing to commit crimes or acts of violence without hesitation


Michael Kipper, James Peter got a big better
Referring to men named Michael Kipper and James Peter who possess large penises


Dick gotta a bitch in Miami - a dick-sweater
I have a female companion with whom I engage in sexual activities in Miami


Like Delores from A.T.L, "The Freak of the Week"
Similar to a woman named Delores from Atlanta who is known for her promiscuity, being the most talked about sexual partner


She did me, Slim, Joe, and Tiki
She was sexually involved with me, Slim, Joe, and Tiki


I don't care, bitch just ride
I don't care, just have sex with me


Shake yo' pussy, and shake yo' thigh
Move your vagina and thighs in a sexually suggestive way


Get yo' hat, get yo' coat, it's time to ride
Take your hat and coat, we are ready to leave


Baby girl lookin' at me like she surprise
The girl is looking at me with a surprised expression


Let me tell you about another one of my lovers
Allow me to describe another person I have been involved with romantically


I caught the ignorant chick pokin' holes in rubbers
I discovered that the woman was sabotaging condoms


Talkin' 'bout she late, sorry no wait
She claims she is pregnant, but I refuse to wait or be involved


Girl you fucked me, Mike Tyson, and O.J
You slept with me, Mike Tyson, and O.J. Simpson


These hoes be pullin' they raw tactics
These women employ manipulative and deceitful strategies


Baby makin' and jaw-jackin'
They are engaging in sexual activities and gossiping


Mami suck dick like a lowrider
The woman gives oral sex enthusiastically and skillfully


Ooh-wee, don't stop her
Don't prevent her from continuing


Thinkin' that I'ma claim that baby
Assuming that I will take responsibility for the child


Girl you coo-coo, stupid, dumb, and crazy
You are foolish and mentally unstable


His eyes green, and his hair wavy
Referring to someone with green eyes and wavy hair


Thought you had me huh?, got me, playin' me
You believed you had control over me, but I am aware of your manipulations


She movin' like a nigga hittin' switches
She is behaving like a person adjusting the switches of a car


But I bet I'd hit that old shitty
I am confident that I would have sex with her despite her underwhelming appearance


She a popper, H.G non-stopper
She is a dancer who pops her body and never stops


She from Uptown, baby girl don't knock her
She is from Uptown, so don't criticize or underestimate her


Nah shawty, don't cry now
No need to cry now, my dear


Get them old ass iron skates you left up under the bed
Retrieve the old roller skates you abandoned under the bed


And them old ass pro cases that you had, and all them beta tapes
Collect the outdated professional cases and beta tapes you possess


And get your old ass beeper
Retrieve the archaic beeper you used to own


You know that beeper that look like a garage opener
That beeper resembling a garage opener, you know the one


The one that you had, get that shit up out my drawer
Retrieve that item from my drawer and remove it from my possession


Yeah you got to leave, got to go
Yes, it's time for you to leave, you must go


Get that rat coat, that old ass coat that you said was a mink
Take the worn-out coat you claimed was made of mink fur


Shit ain't nothin' but a big ass nutria rat
That coat is nothing more than a large rat called nutria


Oh yeah, and get your cell phone
Don't forget to retrieve your cell phone


That big ass cell phone wit the car battery hooked up to it
That bulky cell phone connected to a car battery


The one that be causin' Cancer, you know that big ass football you wear on your face, hurtin' and shit
The cellphone that causes cancer, the large device resembling a football that you wear on your ear, causing discomfort


Get your old ass cell phone
Retrieve your old cellphone


And get them Chic Jeans, that Jamaica Joe shirt, and them Hearochees that yo' ass was wearing when you came here
Also, get the Chic Jeans, Jamaica Joe shirt, and Hearochees you were wearing when you arrived


And them big fake ass "Salt-N-Peppa" earrings
Take those large fake earrings resembling the ones worn by Salt-N-Pepa


You know them earrings Salt-N-Peppa had in the 80's
Those earrings similar to the ones worn by Salt-N-Pepa in the 1980s


You better get them bitches up outta here too
Make sure to remove those earrings as well


And get them footy socks, the ones wit the balls in the back
Collect the socks with a ball-shaped padding in the back


That's yours too, you need to get that, get on outta here
Those socks belong to you, take them and leave


You know what i'm sayin', I use to love you, I don't love you no more
You understand what I'm saying, I used to love you, but I don't anymore


Don't like you no more, none of that, you know what I'm sayin'
I no longer have any feelings towards you, you understand


And get your Cutlass keys
Retrieve the keys to your Cutlass


Get your old ass Cutlass, the one that we parked off the block
Take your old Cutlass, the one we parked away from the street


You know what I'm sayin', 'cause I didn't want it in my driveway
You understand, I didn't want it parked in my driveway


'cause it was leakin' oil
Because it had an oil leak


Get your old ass Cutlass key's and get in your Cutlass and ride out
Take the keys to your Cutlass and drive away in it


Yeah, you hood roach, you ain't even a rat, you a roach
Yes, you're like a pest from the hood, not even a rat, you're a cockroach




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