Lyrics:
Let's go get the bag là j'me douche et j'viens tout à l'heure
Hein
Yeah
Argh
Hum hum
Hum hum hum
Hum hum hum
Yeah Yeah
Let's go get the bag là j'me
spend some money to
Niggas always hating on me, talking 'bout I'm balling too
Get your money up and quit your hating's what you oughta do
I been
now these bitches wanna fuck with rappers
I got my Ghost outside, I call it Casper
Ain't no nigga fly as Juicy J, ask NASA
Show me some, I might owe
smash on the gas
Trying to get there fast to see that ass
We be grinding by the end of the night
Uh, first
Baby don't you know I need to get high
Need
with that big juicy hog of
Yours."
Jimmy: "Hey, J.N. Throw me that frisby."
J.N.: "Here! Whoops!"
[Sails over and falls to the ground]
Jimmy: "Nice
on a fuckin blunts
till my minds about to blow
motherfuck the universe
because we brought you da end, hoe
[Juicy J]
first I want to grab a nigga by his
they love me
They tell me everyday
Get them ducks out my face
Get the fuck out my face
This that Ace, this that duce
All you jokers ever say,
Ima
Danger, danger como Cavalucci
Curo más que la medicina
Soy como Biggie con Juicy
Vengo con más batería que Tesla
Con un Huk y me voy de pesca
Sigo sonando
I'm rolling, bruh (Rollin')
I'm Cobain high I don't plan on coming down
(Never) you working on a zip I
Just finished a quarter pound
Juicy J, my dog DJ
She save me the pussy, and I got her gushing
It's juicy juicy, it's juicy like gushers
The ball in your court, I'm Kobe at Ruckers
Friday rush hour, I
like a fucking trick
Go and get your hood little scary we can handle this
Like I told you boys juicy j is on that M-Town
Got that cheese coming in
know how to tug on the cock and balls? You need momma to show you?
Get me a carrot, sweetheart. Where are you going!?"
[J.N.:] "Mom, where's
the man
Bitch I'm the man, bitch I'm the man, bitch I'm the man
I get to the cash
These niggas is crafts, they making me laugh
I walk in the mall, grab
I gotta pour up
Stare and look at chu face
They don't kno what to do bout it
Her booty juicy I'm loving the way
That she shake it
Can barley fit by
staying humble in these streets you barely getting by give respect to get respect never asking why nigga flip the birds so I made’em fly getting rich and we
J'suis dans ma chambre
J'get high j'suis dans ma chambre
J'suis dans ma chambre
Guette tes homies ils sont broke
Guette mes homies ils sont dead
Chaque
Devant les porcs j'peux me taire ou mentir comme Wendy.
Deux trois millions peuvent me plaire avec pétasses comme Chun-li
Défaite à un goût amère,
Turn Up
(Mike Will Made-it)
We gon' always get money, man
Young Jeezy, Big Sean, Juicy J
(Ear Drummers)
Boss shit, nigga, let's get it
Every
the 4-4
Too high, can't come down
Losing my head, spinning round and round
Too high, can't come down
Losing my head, spinning round and round
Pray for me
Produced by Ghost Green
Hello everybody my name is Ghost Green
Right now it's bout time for you all to know me
Cause I'm in here in the studio
talkin bout yo mf team
You a bengal tiger, dyin breed, no polo g
Die a legend on my family tree, leave the legacy
They name it after me like juicy j
fallait pour être là où j'me trouve
J'ai appris à m'tenir debout
Avec ma mère qui passe d'un job à l'autre pour joindre les deux bouts
Toi t'étais où?
Straight from Memphis Ten, ain't no hater gon' stop me
Juicy J been paid, got a Phantom in both pockets
I'm high as fuck, can't even see
Lookin' for your
que j'pense à ratterrir
J'me dis fuck j'ai raté l'dream
Dès que j'ai repensé à tes rires
J'ai fais l'bien pour cacher l'mal
J'mérite pas l'paradis
Ah
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