Lyrics:
Karl Wolf Juicy J Three 6 Mafia
It's going down
UGP
Let's go, let's go
Let's go, let's go
Ooh
Hey
Ooh
Hey
Ooh
Hey
Ooh
My ear is
the world had come to its end?
Would you stand still and let the waves take you down with them?
Would you stay real if all your friends turned to mannequins?
to its end?
Would you stand still and let the waves take you down with them?
Would you stay real if all your friends turned to mannequins?
Would you panic
I put some shit up in the line that'll blow ya mind
It's like some Colt 45, does it every time, nigga get my rhymes
Chorus:
Fiend If I pull my
I'm talkin' down home
Smothered in gravy, Cool J be
Havin' young ladies
Bustin' like three eighties
Lubricated silencers
Crushin' all challengers
When I walk up in the party, D.J. turn it up
You see my people getting rowdy, D.J. turn it up
You see me grinding on this shawty, D.J. turn it up
You
price
Blowin' loud, Juicy J be higher than the gas price
Mary Jane, bitch I get so high call me Eddy Kane
Freaky bitch, and she drippin' wet, it's
Chorus:
[D.J. Paul]
You dealing with some thugs
who like to hit it from the back (back)
with no kind of springs attached
what you think about that
Chorus:
[D.J. Paul]
You dealing with some thugs
who like to hit it from the back (back)
with no kind of springs attached
what you think about that
you down for the kick on?
Who's down you down for the kick on?
Girl dont worry bout the bad and the bouj come
Chill with a Filipino bad in the booth,
down you down for the kick on?
Girl don't worry ‘bout the bad and the bouj come
Chill with a Filipino bad in the booth, Blacktown
Down Mounty County Down
tighter than a Chinese
From this Hennessy murder me
If you get the first ups on your trigger nigga
{Juicy J}
I stand by myself
When it come to handling
)
(Shake down, shake down)
I'm robbing you for your love.
If love is the crime, I'm down for it.
If love is the crime.
Let love be the judge.
I
of getting richer
Then my homie Breeze set me down schooled me to the picture
I was with some wild niggas put me on the game
Told me if you tryin' to make
won't multiply
Fuck niggas won't multiply
Igh, igh-igh-igh, igh-igh, igh-igh, igh
Yeah nigga, it's your boy Juicy J
Man, you gotta watch out for
pudding clubs about to overflow
Holla at La Thunderoe tell him to put off some clothes
Get down to the club it's crunk as fuck I know he'll pull some hoes
it's my time to go you know she down to ride
She got that watermelon booty and the prettiest eyes
I'm swimming in the ocean by the end of the night
I
got to be thick and juicy
Let me get all this booty
Love language her physical touch
I'm kissing her neck it's making her blush
She's holding it down
Smokin' out the phantom Rolls, tryna stay low key
If what's in the air then you know its me
This OG Kush, what I'm smokin' nigga
Put the fire to a hater,
That's bumpin so hard on you hoes
The only ones talkin that shit is DJ-less niggaz
And all playa hatas you know
Chorus
[Juicy J]
Comin from the darkness
stores and dope spots
You might find it, it's goin' down
2006 is gonna be a fool (2006)
We got the brand new album by Project Pat (yeah)
A brand new
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
Chorus x2
Have they come to spill my blood
Have they come to sentence me
Will I leave here with my life my lord
If the law men capture me
I'm talkin' down home
Smothered in gravy, Cool J be
Havin' young ladies
Bustin' like three eighties
Lubricated silencers
Crushin' all challengers
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