Lyrics:
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Nothing but net and I can do it all day
And if you cheating up my right hand you show me a way
To cut left to the basket hear what others say
you-gi-oh cards
Bitch im harder than you
Get a new view this voo doo I kick
Its too soon to do what the rude dudes did
Butch with the noose off going straight
around my you-gi-oh cards
Bitch im harder than you
Get a new view this voo doo I kick
Its too soon to do what the rude dudes did
Butch with the noose off
feelin' like I'd be the last dude
Who can make it in this rap; I thought that they ain't gon' see me in Memphis
It was like a time they looked over
fought that dude
I read the paper it said the pigs caught that dude
Its sad another black man taking by a black hand
Wish your last night in the club we
I got a head, but ain't no screws in it
(money, money, money by the ton)
I got a head, but ain't no screws in it
(money, money, money by the ton)
on the nightstand
Yeah this shit what I do to get by man
I'm on Ableton to make this shit
Send a shit mix but I got the bandages
I'm on my green like I hit
cancer
Now she layin' up in a old folks home
When it seamed like yesterday she was home
A month later stroke poped up
Her brain cells gone
The last thing
get like me [X2]
Er-er'body love me, boss so fly
Niggas throw dey deuces er'time I ride by [X2]
C'mon, me tell me what it do, I do it for the A'
bouwen
Muse wees mijn muse yeah
Hoe mijn liefde voor jou tot de sterren gaat
Wij diep in love yeah
Do it like that like that babe want ik hoor je graag
as fast as I could
By the sound of the voice I new it couldn't be good
In front of Royal Sounds I heard the news,
Mix was gone and the Uncle's getting sued
the cards up, all trust
Who else you goin' run with, the truth is us
Only dudes moving units, 'em, Pimp Juice and us
It's the Roc in here!
Maybach outside
dude?
Didn't drink any water all day
Tried to nut on her chest but the cum was thick like a lugie
Shit didn't even get any air time
It slowly dribbled
girl, ha, damn, girl (woo)
Yeah, yeah, you know you got that moneymaker (woo)
Shake it like a salt shaker (yeah), ooh, you's a heart breaker
But wait
about to tell y'all what it's all about
So as I ease back from this microphone
I'm a let it go to Aceyalone
Little somethin' like this
Check it out
in brooklyn
With the type street curb hangers and the beat don't Shtop
We live in brooklyn
It's no lie, do or die in the land of showin proof
We
it out
The paparazzi flashes, and that they think that it's you
But they don't know that who you are is not what you do
True, we get it twisted when
Yeah, uh-huh!
Your boy Juicy J
She bad
Yeah
In case you didn't know, Juicy got figgas
I keep me two chicks like my homie Jack Tripper
I shoot in
rappin movie dudes
And I'll do it in GOLF shoes.
We'll play to eleven, I'll spot ya five points
And I'll still win, Celebrity All-Star 2005, J-Zone baby
and fifty doller tennis shoes, no suits
We some ballers pimp you oughta be followin our suits
No ad-libbin nigga jus do like I do(do)
don't get it confused
and fifty doller tennis shoes, no suits
We some ballers pimp you oughta be followin our suits
No ad-libbin nigga jus do like I do(do)
don't get it confused
Juice up in the fridge and EZA in the blunt
Yeah, yeah, you waited too long to mix it up
What do you expect from us inside this cup
How do you think do I
Stay open like 7/11 that's 24/7, when you need some hot shit
Stop by and get you a beverage, I'm servin'
My rhymes like nickels and dimes
Plug it
Stay open like 7/11 that's 24/7, when you need some hot shit
Stop by and get you a beverage, I'm servin'
My rhymes like nickels and dimes
Plug it
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