Search results for 'im 100 by juicy j' Page #20

be calling
I be saying I don’t know
I’m a different type a nigga
I just wanna keep my soul
Everyday I’m by myself
And yes I’m chilling on the low
I

I told that hoe to pack her bag, she know we goin' out of space
Young nigga fat racks, it's bout a hundred on the chain
I been standin' by the way, I

hundred days 

We come here rippin up the floor 
Don't test me niggas already know
That I'm too quick to fuckin blow 
I'll leave you rotten in the snow

I don't touch dog hoes, dog hoes got fleas
I'm from wear they rock ski masks
And nobody rides skis
Every time I spit a verse my city like preach

When Will They Shoot?

Ice Cube

The Predator

1992

right
I'm black, blacker than a trillion midnights
"Don't Believe The Hype" was said in '88 by the great Chuck D
Now they're tryin' to fuck me!

I like green 20's pink 50's Blue 100's
Trap jumping don't hit my it ain't bout money
I'm talking INT and TBE that's mo money
I don't punch no clock I

ayy)
I'm like Juicy J, tell them hoes get out the way
I'ma star, I need my space, you get put right in your place
Bitch, I came up out the jungle, but I

Gettin groovy, Funk is?Sun-ny to the Boonies?
Black hoodie, they'll say I'm home now boogie
What they told me,?bunch of germ tango showbie?
Mango juicy

brat
But I'll spoil your chick
I like him with tats
And big juicy lips
Extra ten fold
Make him
Have an exorcist
No im not a snake
So, I can run with

Get Like Me

Pharrell Williams

M.O. [Clean]

2013

a whip on the lot, 'bout four-hundred grand
Gold 'round my neck, pistol close at hand 'cause

All y'all niggas wanna get like me
Surrounded by bitches

If tomorrow don't come know where I'll go
I'm sorry this just how life goes
I'm sorry that both my eyes low
I'm just tryna get by on my own
And I get

swag
Baby girl nice, let a nigga fuck nigga mad
Juicy J, Montana on the track

I kill a nigga i kill a nigga
I kill a nigga ass if it comes down to it

come
Stay fly like I'm Juicy J son
Lyrics put together like I'm Jason
In yo face them niggas J son
Pray my brotha keep from pushin' hubbas
'Cuz I know

lobes
I never live by the code
I'm qualified and it shows
Bigger than all your prerequisites all without tippy toes
My purpose? I surely know when

to money (I'm talking to money)
If bullshit yo convo imma drown you out by countin these hundreds (I'm counting the hundreds)
I make that bitch cum I make

to the ounce
More bounce where it counts
They want no bottle me up,
And sell me by the ounce
I got that dripping Joe's candle
Your favorite juicy scandal

I got

The illest no disputing
He the realest
Got genius runnin thru his double helix
Always give 100 so you feel this
Cuz he the realest

I'm the realest, the B O

[Chorus - Juicy J:]
I'm gettin' fucked up, man I'm gettin' fucked up [4x]
A player drinking Maker's Marker, cranberry Vodka,
Maker's Marker cranberry

Don't Come to Big

Bushwick Bill

Little Big Man

1992

a gat, big juicy fat cock
She thought that she was too much for me to deal with
Told her kick off her shoes, unpeel bitch
You can't deal with this dick

in a hundreds on a nigga
That's a light row goin' to the K
But I'm passin' through Ohio
The J's gon' keep knockin', keep callin'
Get the right dope

The Breakthrough

LL Cool J

Bigger & Deffer

1987

Knuckleheads spreadin' gossip all over town 
Every time I drive by you're just standin' around 
Hundred-bottles in your pocket, forty-dog in your

Intro

Three 6 Mafia

M-Town 2 H-Town

2008

winning the oscar only some would last due to pressure
And be the last man standing
Dj paul and juicy j, the (last 2 walk)

Smoke it up, what you do,

like a fat cat
Juicy like pussy
Wet by hundred fat racks
If you wanna fact check
I'm need a pro Mack
Turn to the left
And pivot
I wanna see where you

the VIP lounge with ah bottle Ciroc 
if it ain’t belvedere than it ain’t top shelf if I came here by myself
 I bet I’m leaving withcha girl 

Verse 3
So you