Lyrics:
about me
But they never seen me like a UFO
What you wanna know?
How I came up born without shit
Ain't nobody gonna tell u how to get rich
Gotta do it by
She ain't petite
She ain't thick
She right in the middle of both of em im ready to hit
She not by herself
She came with a clique
Them bitches
[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
Logic
Talk shit, get hit, nigga
This is a world premiere
Logic, Juicy J, College Park
Takin' 'em back to 2011, my nigga
It's a good day (good
it
Been on my grind since I was young and now I'm stupid rich
You niggas stupid, I'm in the club and it's ruthless
My crew ain't part of that
at the Grammys, Tom Ford to my feet (ah-ha)
Boss on the avi, Rihanna screensaver
Whenever you see fat boy, I know it mean paper (we trippy, mane, uh)
Juicy J
money smoking weed getting neck neck
I just switched the whole convo if u ain't noticed
I just want my own condo that's why i'm hustling
All my niggaz
damn self
Washer full of cash dryer full of X pills
Red rag in my pocket same color my vette is
My no. 1 loner ass ain't from Texas
A quarter mill
with my fears
And These niggaz sellin' their souls
It ain't easy I been patient dawg
I'ma eat the fat bone
Outlaws we don't obey nobody
No laws we ain't
I can make sure Niggaz is comfy
Bridges burnt, taking loses was part of the game
Got a lil bit of money they was never the same
We ain't have old
And since I'm crazy
That just mean no niggaz won't be fade me
Commin from a wicked city
Long Beach, where everything gets shitty (you know it)
And ain't
I'm crazy
That just mean no niggaz won't be fade me
Commin from a wicked city
Long Beach, where everything gets shitty (you know it)
And ain't that
niggaz, be on your guard
Especially on ladies night, I like it when they take a swallow
Straight out the bottle, but that ain't lady-like
I call 'em lil'
hands up
My niggaz want hoes and my hoes want money
Niggaz on the road trying to get sum from me
It ain't funny every time i be thinking money
If you
the funk
I'm representin for the Yay cause, ain't no love
For none of these pretty-boy ballers, they just some fake thugs, wit a Yay plug
We them niggaz
underground
Yeah right by the water, can't do right by ya daughter (no)
But look at all the shit that I done bought her (hmm?)
See lyrics ain't nothin' if
[Kriminul]
For real hip hop niggaz..
J.I.G. Mastas..
For days on I hear the same song sayin' nothin new
I'm in the cunt gettin' my blaze
Killa Klan (8x)
Chorus: Killa Klan Repeated ? North Memphis, South Memphis, ATL, Chicago
(cities differ for each chorus)
[Juicy J]
Late last
The year 2029 is gon' be the apocalypse caused by the Apophis - ME
I got it lock and key
Tell the labels we 'bout to go on a shoppin spree
And if y'all don't
it
Filled it up long ago, give it as you wrapped it
And if you feeling ratchet, bitch I'm juicy j
Now drop it low within my highschool gpa
Dr.
Tony Montana
Maison Margiela boot right up in Manor
Wiz Khalifa da reefer, smoke by the pound
Drunk on Juicy J like I'm on the brown
Touching that
sing like Mary J
If you niggaz ever think of taking anything from me
Ima G, can't you see, boy I really do this shit
Any package I receive, ima really
sure shackled
My feet i collapsed on the hard floor gravel
I looked up, confused and dazed
I saw Juicy J letting an uzi spray
But with foolish aim so I
me, or get snatched by the collar
The party ain't over till that fat bitch holler
I'm in the house so check the way I flow
Niggaz say I'm fat,
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