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Bake Sale

Wiz Khalifa

Bake Sale

2016

three hoes, I don't know they name
Pussy come and pussy go, it's all the same
Rollin' up the weed while I count the cake
Naked bitches in the kitchen,

lickin penetratin give it vicious 
Haaaan 
Ima Brooklyn born raised allover the place 
Face lit up like I'm blazed from smokin a j
Rollin wit nobody but ma

zweer

Kill ik wil het dat is bij mij en jou ook verschillend
Smoke me j doe zake maar als jij smookt ben jij chillend
Bitches zeide nooit me naam ze

on my seat
Ten-thousand-dollar toe rings, featured by me
Bitches know it's time out
They be fucking me so good, I be like 'Time out'
They want to fuck

bought her Jimmy Choos
I bought her Juicy Couture
I treated her like a queen
But she was the neighborhood whore
And now she tryna ride with me
Cause now

2 Bogus

Crucial Conflict

Good Side, Bad Side

1998

snooze you lose
Me and my down south niggas rule
Fuck the other nigga, we pay dues too

[Juicy J]
This goes out to all my niggas
Flippin cheese and countin

em bring a few friends
Smoking on the top, ashing on you fuck niggas
Eye's low, pop a Xan, I'm drunk nigga
Pounds laying around my crib Juicy
J ain't

By the bar by the bar ho I'm by the bar
50 racks on me 120 in this car
By the bar by the bar ho I'm by the bar
Iced out dog tags Presidential R

hair, it's done by TUTU
Sprinter van Benz parked outside
Got enough room to fit em all in the ride
Can ya twerk sum, Make it clap girl
You the only

it's your last J.

She lick it up, she roll it up, she light it up
She lit it up, she lit as fuck
She lit me up, she rollin' up. She pullin' up
We treat

I'm 20 years in this shit, BITCH

[Juicy J]
Juicy J yes I'm that nigga
Smokin' all the weed and I'm drankin' all the liquor
A nigga always strapped I

the likes
I can't tho
But I'll have the spot lit
Nigga it's a candle
Play wit bitches minds like Cam play Piano
Rollin hella tree backwood 3 grams tho
Smoke

merk out uh, ANUDDA DAY, ANUDDA DOLLA, BILL DUNN ENTERTAINMENT WON'T YOU COME AND HOLLA, SEE ya bitch a little later yo by the collar, know i got that

Alkaholik

Erick Sermon

Restless

2000

now)
Blow it down hooker bounce, come off the ropes like J. Snuka
(Two fly motherfuckers) You can't fuck with it
Backed by Open Bar, so y'all forget

the Hypnotize Camp of life so all you bitches quit hatin
  
[Juicy J]
Yeah on that ecs we rollin rollin
North Memphis pistols totin totin
Baby bottles full

Possie Song

Lil Wyte

Phinally Phamous

2004

so bad for somebody to come up over the 6
You better hurry up boy I'm 20 years in this shit, BITCH

[Juicy J]
Juicy J yes I'm that nigga
Smokin'

Look
So if you ain't know by now
I go by the name of Yung Dripster 
Or otherwise known as Zomnia (hahahaha) 

Look 
Bitches see me up close, they

I'm rollin' in the fast lane
Lil baby switched up when the cash came
Swear I'm pimpin' on these bitches callin' them the wrong name
They ain't even

work is what will pay off, won't get anything by wishing
Only the weak people complain, only bitches be bitching
Got me thinking for fuck sakes, rather

still jumpin cause my momma ain't home-home
I got bitches in the living room gettin me hawney
and, they ain't leavin til six in the mornin 
So what you

G'd Up, squad up, bitches always drinking nut
Girl don't call me on my phone, if you do I'm hanging up
If you know me by now, then you know I come

at the Grammys, Tom Ford to my feet (ah-ha)
Boss on the avi, Rihanna screensaver
Whenever you see fat boy, I know it mean paper (we trippy, mane, uh)

Juicy J

on the calculator
Big wads in my pockets, money barely bend
I'm so sincere riding in a Belly Benz
Hit the booty club, drinking Sapphire gin
Juicy J don't fuck with

[Chorus 8X]

Don't stand, don't stand so close to me

[Verse 1: Gangsta Boo]

Rip you bitches mugs off

Lookin at me fire hot

Rollin wit my brother