Lyrics:
that I'm gone
Tell me who's gonna ride?
Who's gonna ride?
Who's gonna ride?
Now that I'm gone
[Incomprehensible]
Juicy J, I'm tryna sweat these women
the iron
I got bitches bringin' me money & ain't a godamn thing funny
My homeboy devil from the hcg and young side trey r.i.p
From the etg and oh yeah
B-b-b- back up off me, 'cause I might puke
And there ain't no tellin' what I might do
I'm just like you, you're just like me
Is he on some kind of pill'
I'm still comin up with Lint
Livin in a tent some trick gotta change
it ain't the same
And its plain ta see I ain't the same man
Beat a bitch, Rob
circle runner
I rip bullshit asunder
All lightning no thunder
So you always wonder
Where the fuck a nigga coming from
Doesn't matter I'm putting pressure
It's one of the crazier stories we've heard of, guys (I know)
As it's unfolding it's like
Fuck Tory Lanez, okay? Now, I'm from Houston, and he's
back she got a broken back
Do you got my heart or mind girl I got both of that
She say will we split apart girl I'm where Moses at
I want them dirty
your ill
Where'd you get your funk from (where'd you get that funk from?)
Hey, name that feeling
Would you trade your funk for what's behind
(What Juicy J say? He be like, shut the fuck up)
Ayy
I like all nice things (yeah), I like ice, bling-bling
Told that boy to pipe up if he wanna
to hit but stop and look and you can't handle dat ass
So I question if it ever was yo bitch cuz ain't tapin dat ass
I'm tha coldest Nigga and I'm really
I drank mud by the case
And I bump with the bass
And my J's ain't laced
No no
I keep birds at my place
I ain't never gone chase
Just Gs
crumbs, please don't question where I'm from
Please don't test me, I got seasons, twenty million, got it off features
You can tell just by the way she
and famous
I'm the one who laughed in all they faces and became the greatest since old Slim Shady
I'm the one who don't care, I'm the one who goes where no
shit? You know, I'm far from it
By chance if you start to go plotting
My man's whip might bypass pigs
Might find out why you hit the car bonnet
Back
Lil' bitch, you know I'm pretty fucking lit
You ain't got no gun, but where the weed at
You didn't tell me they wanted weed
You ain't got no weed
Shut
for you to show me where your head is
See love lies
Blinded by her love can't see the signs
She ain't got no problem I start messing with my life
Said
and Too $hort raps
Oakland, California that's where I'm from
The city where the boys say you don't want none
But if you do, I'm gonna tell you this
(
hoes
Gangsta Boo
Pussy eatin' niggas,broke ass niggas
Niggas,niggas ain't nuthin' but niggas
(Juicy J)
Hangin' on the corner wit' my nigga P
Just
[chorus]
And I ride, and I'm high
Got my drink, roll my weed
While I creep slow, my bitch on my side and
Where ever that change go, this gang go
So
the way I see it from where I'm at, I only got shit to gain
This ain't no song about movin' no drugs
No, this ain't a song about poppin' pills in the club
want to lay with you
Hmph I just want to pray with you
Get our mind right blaze up a J or two
Go ghost airplane mode for a day or two
Find a coast where
(Fuck you Foti)
Juicy mama
Hakuna matata
They speak on my government
Persona non grata
Stimulation
From a cookie jar
Vi-Vi-Vibration
Higher than
I'm talkin' down home
Smothered in gravy, Cool J be
Havin' young ladies
Bustin' like three eighties
Lubricated silencers
Crushin' all challengers
4, 3, 2, 1
[redman] hahh [method] hah
[method] yeah [redman] yeahhh
[ll cool j] make it butter
[redman] I'm gonna bankhead bounce!
[ll cool j] no
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