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Albums:

Sell, Sell, Sell (David Gray) · Sell, Sell, Sell (David Gray) · I Hope I Sell a Lot of Records at Christmas Time (Princess Superstar) · A Lot of Love. A Lot of Blood (Florence + the Machine) · A Lot of Love. A Lot of Blood (Florence + the Machine) · If I Can't/Poppin' Them Thangs (50 Cent) · If I Can't/Poppin' Them Thangs (50 Cent) · Soulful Thangs, Vol. 5 (Joe Jama) · Soulful Thangs, Vol. 1 (The Delfonics) · Soulful Thangs, Vol. 2 (Chicago Gangsters) – and 90 other albums »


[Hook: Miley Cyrus] 
I'm in the club high off purp with some shades on 
Tatted up, mini skirt with my J's on 

[Juicy J x2] 
J???s on my feet
Hennessy black, I'm from Tennessee
Juicy J make their way on my own two
Quarter mill for the Phantom, bitch I own you
And that go for every G that I'm
J]
Everybody let ya spinwheels spin like a spinmill
Juicy J on certain pills, cruisin' down to Knoxville
See them thangs shinin' sparkin' like
that

[Juicy J]
I can make that thang wet like a sponge bob
Wishin that she present I be standing man that's so hard
We got all the haters in
don't sell that shit round here doc"
They bout four cars deep, sittin in the Croger parkin lot
But we know when they comin, 'cause money bark a lot
ya hooked (hell nah)

[Juicy J]
Freaky lil' thang don't pass me by
Watchin' you out of the corner of my eye
Wit' a big booty and them healthy
D
T.I.P, Young Jeezy
Birdman, Lil Weezy
Trick Daddy, Young Buck
So So Def, Jermaine Depri
J Priss rap a lot
Juicy J, DJ Paul
Slim Thug, Lil
Fuck you (*echoed*)

(chorus 4x)
Get Buck Get Wild
Lets Tear This House Like Down
Lets Tear The Club Up Thug
Lets Do This Stuff Right Now 

(Juicy J
say he need two of them thangs
Oh yeah, he want two of 'em?
Yeah, hey, Joc
What up?
You know the motto!
Yeah
Hustle by any means, nigga!
to the game
Cant be selling c.d's 'n' still selling dem thangs
Cause bitches drop names 'n' bring a lot of problems
'N' puttin' something in they head
on the wall now nigga 
now tell me what you think about that look me in my eyes 
and tell me nigga bitch bitch bitch bitch hoe hoe hoe nigga

{Juicy J
to close, so she puttin' on a show
We're all stumblin' out the parking lot
Still goin' up at the afterspot
It's yo boy, Juicy J, I'm that wicked lover
Got
and juicy
In the parking lot, I gots to get mine
Why the fuck we goin' in when there's bitches in line?
I spend my time watchin' bitches' behinds
Thinkin'
motherfucker push

I'm affiliated wit more terrorists then g bush BITCH!



Verse 2 

(Juicy J)



We got them niggaz gettin wild gettin buck

Havin fits

Hand
off the chain

Everybody let ya spin wheels spin like a spin mill
Juicy J on certain pills, cruisin' down to Knoxville
See them thangs shinin'
Sparkin'
complete, I did a song with Bun B
And Juicy J, who the fuck fucking with me?
I think nada, lame rappers you make me gog up
The part, depart these niggas
hometown
And get my city outta poverty' money
Don't lie to me honey, I know that thang fake
Put a candle on that ass, tell her “give me that cake”, wait
Chorus x3
Gunclaps, we hear the gunclaps
The rowdy gunclaps the bloody gunclaps

(Juicy J)
5 A-M in the mornin'
Nigga heard them tones pumpin' like
me squeeze it, let me squeeze it
When she take it to the floor, I want to hit it from the back
Let me squeeze it, let me squeeze it

Juicy J is pimpy
off the chain

Everybody let ya spin wheels spin like a spin mill
Juicy J on certain pills, cruisin' down to Knoxville
See them thangs shinin'
Sparkin'
the parkin' lot
for his stash spot

[Juicy J]
No more gangstas in this bitch (this bitch)
With the tech's with the extra clip (extra clips)
And you know
Where my D cups at?
Where my be	 cups at?  Where my see cups at?

[Juicy J]
Lil' mama so fine dancin' with them big titties
Every nigga want to save her,
Stomp motherfucker stomp
Motherfucker stomp

{juicy j}
Hurt nigga
I'm coming out the fucking closet
Stay the fuck up off my dick
I feel the bucking
stay fly I I I I I I I I until I die I I I I I I I
I gotta stay fly I I I I I I I I until I die I I I I I I I

[Verse 1 - Juicy J]
Call me the juice
say he need two of them thangs
Oh yeah, he want two of 'em?
Yeah, hey, Joc
What up?
You know the motto!
Yeah
Hustle by any means, nigga!