Lyrics:
Your boy Juicy J, yeah
Y'all know what it is
Better hide your girl, mane, we looking for her
I ain't the type of nigga thinking 'bout relationships
wanna give it up
Middle Eastern girls wanna give it up, wanna give it up
What it mean when she be jukin? in them Juicy Coutures?
That girl wanna give it
Yea
Red
Did you get the message girl
I sent the text, five minutes
Girl I sent the message yea
I'm ready if you ready
Girl I see you ready yea
She
sugar girl
Come give me some lovin girl
Come give me some sugar girl
With those Cotten candy juicy lips
With those Cotten candy juicy lips
With those
ass, shawty bust it, how she stuff it in her jeans (Damn)
Must run in her genes, I just wanna meet her momma
I just wanna smoke my presidential Juicy J
When the cars ride by with the boomin' system
Two door Mustang and the roof was missing
Every girl at ya school had the new extensions
Even gangstas
donk
Girl don't hurt nobody
Toes all painted, feet all out
It's an aphrodisiac for
The mall without a doubt
Juicy chunky stanky funky
Gut slappin'
J-you-I-see-why That J-you-I-see-why
(Casha D)
Late night or the morning time
It's on his mind
(that's the way that juicy got em)
Before he met me he was
n****, that to me you so cash n****
Stuffed in a Louie bag n****, Juicy J be that n****
Big bag of that stank killer, codeine in my drink killer
Mostly
nigga, that to me you so cash nigga
Stuffed in a Louie bag nigga, Juicy J be that nigga
Big bag of that stank killer, codeine in my drink killer
Mostly
this room
Uh, I love it, girl
The way your legs ?light up? when they're in them shoes, oh
I love it, girl
The way your lips looks after you apply
York
"Juicy" had us feeling like we was from New York
And that's real shit, blazed the Philly
It's summertime, shout out to Will Smith
'Cause who
The way your lip looks after you apply the gloss
I love you girl girl
You look right in the screen and take it off off
See I cant wait till I get a little
I wanna make you mine girl
Love is blind girl, PT3
Tell me what's your sign girl
Lil Sacci Killa' Damn you so fine girl
Fresh pair of boots 3000
""hell yea"" (hell yea)
If you believe in having sex say ""hell fuck yea"" (yes sir)
[Verse 1: Juicy J]
Shawty throw me that ass, hold up let me see it
Chi-Town pretty girl bitches for me
It's them Carolina country bitches for me
It's them down by Louisiana bitches for me
It's them overseas foreign
pussy
Pop that pussy
Wait
Yeah
How that pussy
How that pussy
How that pussy
Taste
Yeah
Juicy juicy
Skeet that coochie
All up on my face
Yeah
Yeah, uh-huh!
Your boy Juicy J
She bad, yeah
In case you didn't know, Juicy that n*gga
I keep me two hoes like that n*gga Jack Tripper
I shoot in
Yeah, uh-huh!
Your boy Juicy J
She bad, yeah
In case you didn't know
Juicy that nigga
I keep me two hoes
like that nigga Jack Tripper
I shoot in
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
bass low)
I ride low (I ride low)
Used to tell her what you said, bro
Me, Juicy J, get too many hoes
Me, Juicy J, get too many flows
Clique
HOOK:
Juicy pussy, juicy pussy, juicy /Juicy pussy, juicy pussy, ju-ju-ju.
Juicy pussy, juicy pussy, juicy /Juicy pussy juicy pussy juicy! (3x's)
Juicy wad up
Hey I'm trippin'
Hold on nigga I'm trippin'
Drunk a whole thing of lean I'm trippin'
With my girl bestfriend I'm trippin'
I'm
at my house
Baby girl let's roll to the after party, to the after party at my house
There's an after party? Where's the after party? There's an after
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