Lyrics:
Fuego! fuego! Peep the tan
Too groovy with the shit (yeah you know i'm fly)
Too woozy with the hit (yeah you know i’m fried)
Too juicy when i spit (yeah
on the beat he a bad man
Fuego! fuego! Peep the tan
Too groovy with the shit (yeah you know i'm fly)
Too woozy with the hit (yeah you know i'm fried)
Too juicy
nothing unless it's the thrill
No glove, she loving the feel
Nasty natty put the perc in her butt
Lil dirty slut
Juicy J, I don't say no to ratchets
Smoke
coming
Really out on bond if they flick me bitch I'm runnin'
I'm still a smooth criminal cause they ain't hit on nothing
By the time they caught up
my name, voulait marquer un point
Elle a fait plus qu'un gain, elle a gagné toute la game
J'ai dit « désolé girl, I’m a stoner
If you try to cuff me,
[Chorus]
[Keyshia Cole]
See, Mary J. I want you to understand you paved the way (for me)
I'm givin' homage (to you)
as a whole
It's healthy like the Boy
Better Know tee business j's my witness
I'm a musician, ask Skepta
Three of us talk, then we make a decision
You know me I
Executive chic
She was mad rich
No face Botox or plastics
Booty didn't stretch like elastics
Body was a natural gymnastics
Juicy fruit Tropicana
You
I'm talkin' down home
Smothered in gravy, Cool J be
Havin' young ladies
Bustin' like three eighties
Lubricated silencers
Crushin' all challengers
right now
Right now
And she cooking up the dope in Louis
Dropping off the work in juicy
Her bag and her shades by Pucci
And she do the money dance in
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
Haha, you dumbass
Yeah, Juicy J AKA Da Juice up in this bitch and I'm out
Yeah, this Lil' Fly up in this motherfucker
Straight from funky town, ho
Call me, 2.30 a.m. I'm horny Call me, I need you, come put it on me
I got you, feelin' too straight Two ice cubes and a Duce
Two Ro-J's on a raw
the shot
Pressure boofing try making it not hot
Pressure boofing try making it not hot
Lion Heart but my engine is roaring
Yeah I go by J.O.T I don't know
Juicy J he ride, it's the gang or die
The game will stress you out but that's what this dubie is for
You acting like you know me now
Never knew me
Never loan, paper tag on my Mac
Gotta Glock in my purse, keep a mag in my strap
Double C's on my bag, countin' hundreds by the tens
Tell that hoe
going down, I'm just repping for my town
Off a cup of C-J Gibson, man I'm faded off to Brown
And I'm easily influenced by the niggas I'm around
See
saying NAZ, NAZ
I'm saying Northside in this bitch
Westside in this bitch
Glock by my side like a side bitch
Hoes they be trifflin so watch
Out who you be
motherfucker push
I'm affiliated wit more terrorists then g bush BITCH!
Verse 2
(Juicy J)
We got them niggaz gettin wild gettin buck
Havin fits
Hand
the semi
Mafia shit with Juicy J sippin' Henny
I got Mastro money, boy, your pockets on Denny's
I hit the beat machine, get cream for the whole team
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.
to the E to the E nigga
New Rolls go vroom nigga
Got a 5 cocked back like boom nigga
Got enough room to fill up a room nigga
And I'm all in these, had 100
a Paul and Juicy J track
[Chorus: x2]
Its the first of the month, I wanna stunt so playa I'ma kick it
Straight to the car lot this Cadillac I gotta
with America's #1 DJ, Funkmaster Flex
In collaboration with America's, pardon me, #1 independent rap label, Dipset
And right now I'm accompanied by
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