Lyrics:
[Verse 1: Juicy J]
Yah, she freaky, freaky deeky, didn't ya see her in a bikini
Porno movies we got plenty, and ya know they smoke them beenies
For
Dior
Degenerate down to my core
Imma rock J's like Juicy
Imma, imma, imma rock J's like Juicy
Money get long Uzi
Money, money, money rack long like Uzi
from
Raise Your Thugs Up
[Juicy J]
North North Three 6 Mafia
Three 6 Mafia Runnin thangs drankin with the drama king
Swingin from the left to the right
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
private planes
Be my honey dip
The one that never complain
I’ll be there girl wether bus or a train
Car or the boat
Helicopter or plane
Better yet
been smokin'
I'm hangin' out with Juicy J, nigga, so you know we smokin' mane
Yeah, mm-hmm, out here in Memphis, Tennekey, yeah
Good lookin' out,
Song: Back Back feat Juicy J
crtist: BeatKing
clbum: She Won't Leave Houston
Label: Never Fall Off/BeatKing Made This S--t
Why yo face so ugly?
Imma make her famous
I've been going hard since two years old
Juicy J, I be runnin' through these hoes
All these niggas got somethin' to say
Till I pull
to my left and smoked a J to my right
Now I'm as high as a fucking kite, but
Understand that I'm hear to speak the truth
About the Eau Claire life
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
breaking her back
Hallelujah cause I'm young and I'm black
I'm Pablo Redd not a crib, not a blood
I'm stuck in the trap rolling J's getting high
I don't need
star here
Yeah, yeah
She doing her duty, juicy lips like Trudy
Kissing them by the pair
Big booty she toot it, I call her ass Judy
She grab all
christian in a bad little somethin to my whole weed
(Whole Weed)!
[Repeat Chorus]
[Juicy "J"]
First my nigga call the freak
tell her she got dick to eat
christian in a bad little somethin to my whole weed
(Whole Weed)!
[Repeat Chorus]
[Juicy "J"]
First my nigga call the freak
tell her she got dick to eat
loading up the nine cause there just my be a homicide
MJG know the plan so the shit is on
by the time 5-0 come we'll be through and gone
got
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
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 can wreck that hoe
It's Jay'Ton, in this bitch with that boy J-Mo
[T2]
I'm J'd up, you can tell by my clothes
I'm iced up, cause my whole body
fuck shit like a hotline
Never put my chest out ever like I'm the best
Lost friends by the loads, they didn't try to flex
While I'm on the helicopter
never miss a swing
And I got to stay fly my god is Three 6 Mafia
Rolled a Juicy J and smoked myself into insomnia
(My eyes are wide)
(My eyes are wide)
could never miss a swing
And I gotta stay fly my god is Three 5 Mafia
Rolled a Juicy J and smoked myself into insomnia
(My eyes are wide)
(My eyes are
loading up the nine cause there just my be a homicide
MJG know the plan so the shit is on
by the time 5-0 come we'll be through and gone
got
ladies lined up
Shoes with built-in air conditioner
All 48 Mack trucks parked in position
Credit cards by the pages
You can't stop the helicopter
jump your pretty ass in my car in my car girl
[Juicy J:]
I'm smokin on some Taylor shit
Lookin for a festive bitch
Ridin on twenty sixes my pockets
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