Lyrics:
HOOK
In the whip cross over with a lane switch
In the whip swerving stupid with a brain glitch
Shout out to to Mary J, babe with the real bud
Shout
Comin out the 3, cuttin hairs with that boy J-o-e
Yeah that nigga Joe
I done came through, Big Moe never been no hoe
I'm up on this tape, never gonna hate
Flea
Comin out the 3, cuttin hairs with that boy J-o-e
Yeah that nigga Joe
I done came through, Big Moe never been no hoe
I'm up on this tape, never
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
you there like B.I.G took niggas to New York
"Juicy" had us feeling like we was from New York
And that's real shit blazed the Philly
It's summertime
shit only show them real niggas you don’t really want it
So keep calm and get money
[Verse 1:Juicy J]
30 block, 30 rounds, AK 100+
Better know it’s
a cactus
And she got a face that belongs up in a beauty pageant
It's ya boy, Juicy J, trippy, I got realer pimps
Balling hard everyday, ratchet bitches
out the basement
Tell her that her mouth is basic
What
Bitches say I’m foul flagrant
It’s game changin
Crack open the vault I’m bank breakin
My niggaz
I hopped on a yacht with a Uzi
Red blood on my bottoms they Gucci
We don't need Bacardi to party
My bitch roll a J call her juicy
I hopped on a yacht
I'm gone
(Juicy J)
Who is that fool who be talking that shit
Sayin he down,but he diss Triple Six
If that bitch step he go get his wig split
Big, Big Henny for the drink
These bitches washed fresh up out the sink
Went from stilletos, to diamonds and minks
4,5,6 is my bank
4,5,6 is my bank
matter what
thugged out
and some shirt
short jeans
a big butt
what you see when I'm walking on by
I see you lookin
whether male or female
you in I see you
matter what
thugged out
and some shirt
short jeans
a big butt
what you see when I'm walking on by
I see you lookin
whether male or female
you in I see you
Play me some pimpin mayn yessir!
Juicy J featuring Gucci Mane and Project Pat!
Darlin, ' Darlin, ' babyyy
I'm so hood, 30 inches on the Chevrolet!
home with me
Trees By Game they getting blown with me
FaceTime with Karrueche, they on the phone with me
Tell K good night, I'm hype, I might ignite
swear to God, it feel like every day is my birthday
Let the top down, California's my birthplace
So I'ma take you there like B.I.G. took niggaz to New
'Cause I would blow off your ass
Juicy J is on the track
Triple six mafia, mafia
Smoked out, Smoked out
Loced out lo-loced out Smoked out
Checks")
DJ Paul and Juicy J, "Cashin Checks"
And we got another Three 6 Mafia album comin' out
You know what I'm sayin'
And a brand new Hypnotize Camp
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
Hold up sur une-
See all them niggas talkin' 'bout me left and right and all that stuff
Then one of 'em get converted, W
Big bank, Swiss
rapper
A big bank roller and a cold, cold capper
Hey baby, I got this rhyme
It's not gonna stop till the end of time
Like rock and roll I'll play that
hood doin yeah
Those are the rules in this mafia race
Tear da club up thugs mash down on a g-string...
Verse 3
[juicy j]
When we drop
Always keep it
Okay, god damn
Need racks out the bank shit
Light me a O-Wrap back on my blank shit
Finna big up the rank bitch
I need a flatbed truck that can lane
(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
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