Lyrics:
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You better bet on ya mommies
That I'll come up in May
Bust down
And then you clap
Watch me hit it from the back
Drive a foreign
Need a map
Swear
want for 60
I'm might just come back
With Poyo instead of 50
Key-C is gonna shine
That boy Shaun reclined
I hit the Long Drive now it's time I do mine
want for 60
I'm might just come back
With Poyo instead of 50
Key-C is gonna shine
That boy Shaun reclined
I hit the Long Drive now it's time I do mine
ya
Chorus (2x)
[Juicy J]
Picture this, you a juror and you on the stand
And you about the judge the life of a black man
Young brotha from
You scared, ho (what, what, what), kickin' in the door
I make them bitches hit the floor for keys
Bust in with that 45, make them bitches back it up
You scared, ho (what, what, what), kickin' in the door
I make them bitches hit the floor for keys
Bust in with that 45, make them bitches back it up
hit that, crack rock, I sold that
Oxy, I hid that, right by my nutsack
Fuck pigs, I bust back, learned that from Deuce rat
Peanut and B-loon, had
I'm sayin'?
When you comin' from the bay,
alot of things don't seem like they can't happen in life
You just gotta put effort into it, you know what I'm
click
Yea, I came from the street
Bang-bang always make a heat
I have no friends to make it hits
But homies on my back to make it big
Like (ticka ticka
them bitches met
You know, from the moment she turn around
And she know, how to back it up and drop it down
She know, she what all the fellas looking
them b*tches met
You know from the moment she turn around
She know how to back it up and drop it down
She know she what all the fellas looking at
Cause
bouncin' fa sho
"In Da Club" with no gun, got em taking it off
Can't help that, I'm the nigga that puts it down
Once I hit that, that's if I'm up in
what's up with the super dope hooker named Melinda
Yeah, yo?, Sick what's up with the honey that named Melinda
She got a ghetto booty, I wanna hit it from
[Verse 1: Juicy J]
Now I'm gonna tell you bout this flippin
When I ride down the strippin
Bentley rolls on these hoes
Couple months a nigga be
They thought luck did it, but it didn't 'cause I'm back again
Back with the Big and my new-found friend
Sliding in from the front, never way behind
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
where we started from
L'industrie qui nous boycotte
Mais that's right back where we started from
I know
Just like that
J'm'en viens gâcher le fun
69 %
fish scale (skrrrt)
Flip phone still beam, but it got that clientele
Buddy just hit my phone, say he want a brick for real (he want it?)
Word
some goones
He gone buy them shots
He know what i wanna do
Ima throw it back for
That mothafuckin loot
Make him chew this ass
Like some fuckin juicy
Picture on my walls like Juicy
Talk about the best then include me
Everyday we lit like Lucci
Tell her throw it back back back like I'm Juvi
Hit that ass
I'm sayin'?
When you comin' from the bay, a lot of things don't seem like they can't happen in life
You just gotta put effort into it, you know what
up with the string from your tennis shoes
Juicy J, in the house, puffin on a light coo
Who so want to step to the click, it's
around
You'll get it pushed back, y'all don't want that
I send em to the morgue while keepin' my bitches bouncin' fa sho
"In Da Club" with no gun, got em
everybody in the eye come and say what's good
Take a puff followed by a sip from the raging bull
Hit the stu rip it through you know I'm getting paid in full
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