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Albums:

Juicy Fruit (Mtume) · Juicy (Willie Bobo) · Juicy Beats, Vol. 2 (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Juicy Lucy (Juicy Lucy) · Spare/Juicy [Single] (Candy Hill) · Juicy Ibiza 2012 (Robbie Rivera) · Juicy Ibiza 2011 (Robbie Rivera) · Juicy (Juicy) · Something Juicy (Rodger Fox) · Juicy Fruit (Disco Freak) (Isaac Hayes) – and 90 other albums »


clothes
She pulls me down some more
This must be for real
This must be for real
This must be for real
It can't be a dream
Juicy, juicy, juicy, juicy
J-you-I-see-why That J-you-I-see-why

(Casha D)
Late night or the morning time
It's on his mind
(that's the way that juicy got em)
Before he met me he was
to the funerals
I'ma keep my crown
Bitch I ain't from England
But my money still come in pounds
Lost a couple of members for the better
Still we hold it down, meet
Two tequilas, shoot 'em down
One tequila, third round
Come with me, let me buy you a drink
I'mma tell you how the story goes

It took five shots,
come swing the thing right by me 
Gotta a joint if you wanna get stoned, got choppers if they wanna try me 
Pro athlete I'm not no wannabe 
Waitress
that thing
I'm twurkin' that thing
Still strokin' that thing
It's just a G'-thing

Can you make it juicy for me?
Or I can make it juicy for you
You get
[Juicy "J"]10x
Sucks on dick...
Does it real good(Get buck motherfucker, get buck)

[Juicy "J"]
You got these million dollar niggas
Ghetto
get buckwild in this muthafucka
Let me see ya do your stuff

[Juicy J/Da Juice]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Will blast if a muthafucka have to
Tie your body
shit
Whatever y'all really wanna do go on and do it cause all y'all be talking

{juicy j: talking}
Yo yo yo yo yeah it's da juice up in this motherfucker
that thing
I'm twurkin' that thing
Still strokin' that thing
It's just a G'-thing

Can you make it juicy for me?
Or I can make it juicy for you
You get
in this motherfucka
Let me see ya mista

Will blast if we mother fucking have to tie your body up
With the strings from your tennis shoes
Juicy J in
to be fearless
When we go walking in the woods
A natural experience
Go ahead...

[Verse 1: Juicy J]
Hey baby let's fly away to a private place
So
play with the bootay.
Naw I can't do that
But if I let him get it, he gon come back.
I got this here on lock.
Trying to keep his cool but he want
When the thunder breaks     25
And the lightening flash
I'll be in your heart
Even if we crash
When the thunder breaks
And the rain comes down
no game I play when it come to D
And if you get it from me then you getting dope D'd

We looking for them J-Lo booties, big ol' ass, round and fat
Let
got money to do it

Take your bitch home then I'm all up in that pussy
Old school pimpin' she ain't fuckin' with no rookie
Juicy J be cooler than a fan
hood doin yeah
Those are the rules in this mafia race
Tear da club up thugs mash down on a g-string...

Verse 3
[juicy j]
When we drop
Always keep it
to take the weed and then hoooold it
Juicy J the type to lick a blunt and foooold it
You can come by my crib and get soooooo lit

[Chorus: x 2]
down for you
Clip it, zip it, let it fly
If it’s good, it’s gonna get you high
Drop it, stop it, that ain’t the one
We don’t even smoke that shit for
soldiers,
And all our ones that still runs with they guns,
In the field you know what I'm sayin?
This dedicated to ya'll man,
Hold it down,
U.S. mother
the devil knows I’m hotter
Ay, dios
See me, yeah, 3D, yeah, yeah, yeah with no glasses
Tell the pope to come see me
I got answers, by the masses
I ain’t
juicy for me?
Or I can make it juicy for you
You get sweaty for me
And I can get sweaty for you

[Slick-Em]
Now,I'm a pa**ionate lover
That like
now I want it more than anything
If I walk away and just let you leave
You'll be stuck in my head like a melody

I know you want it (yea)
I'm hesitating
a place like that to go
You just have to go there
If you got no place special
Well then, you just go no place special

I guess it's just the summer in
featherweight, levitate
Set it straight, let me break it down for you
Clip it, zip it, let it fly
If it’s good, it’s gonna get you high
Drop it, stop it, that