Lyrics:
my dogs knew her
Drip, drip, Lucy, Biggie, juicy
You talkin' to me Jack? You hatin', you know me
You nosebleed, I'm floor seats
Back on that ass
legit
Ain't the type to take the weed and then hold it
Juicy J the type to lick a blunt and fold it
You can come by my crib and get so lit
Got a nigga
pimpin'
Tearin' up them clubs with that syrup syrup sippin'
Club full of drugs on the curb just kickin'
Juicy J a jiggalo with 85 women
Ridin' in
I told you boys Juicy J is on that M-Town
Got that cheese coming in choking green by the pound
I'm rolling with the Three 6, let 'em peep this
Make
ain't fuck what you mean playa
(Juicy J)
Playas from tha Hollywood
Evergreen is my hood
Smokin' city
Show them gold teeth
Ridin' in tha woods
winning the oscar only some would last due to pressure
And be the last man standing
Dj paul and juicy j, the (last 2 walk)
Smoke it up, what you do,
he kept under the floor
now I'm with the Three 6 mob pushin them Burbs
niggas done made a come up Hot Boys from the 3rd
{Juicy J}
its
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a dem mic wird nid gloge mach kei ayip
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keine uf dem grind schuhe clean all white
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in it represent it
Ya'll boys, ya'll boys ain't ready for us
Project Pat, Noreaga, D.J. Paul, Juicy "J"
Hypnotize Minds in here, like this
a briefcase
Who needs a wallet?
Be a pigeon nigga you sound retarded
I'm the girl with more cream than St. Patrick's Day
A house by the bay so what do you
on my sound
FN came with 100 rounds
Good gas, we gon' smoke it by the pound
Got this water on my neck, I might drown
J G Wentworth, need my money
the equivalent of Hot n juicy on this pool stick
I'm so sublime and blatant I order more than chaos to play wit
Empty your mind, be formless and Shapeless, just
Lubriderm, time took to write this
The war will be fought by the righteous
Who stand criticized by his un Alikeness
Knowledge is the truth and it's
wit targets
Gotta raise my youngins
Till I die I'ma keep it 100
I ain't had me nothing
So you know I gotta get us something
Word to DJ Paul and Juicy J
Juicy J]
I was born up in the ghetto streets
Always learn to pack the heat
Call me on my cellular phone
If you want that work from me
Cowards like
super built
Snatch yo bitches ass if she went in my stash
Make money, get fucked up, treat women like trash
[Juicy J]
All all these hoes be sayin we
Mafia boys be killin'
They call my Juicy J, I got that SK that be drillin'
You fuck with me you might get hit
I'm known for dome peelin'
[Chorus:
swag
Baby girl nice, let a nigga fuck nigga mad
Juicy J, Montana on the track
I kill a nigga i kill a nigga
I kill a nigga ass if it comes down to it
I'm Juicy J (bands)
My girl got a girl and that girl got a bad bitch
Gave 'em all the same room key, ayy (woo)
R dash and huncho, yessir (yessir)
Stomp motherfucker stomp
Motherfucker stomp
{juicy j}
Hurt nigga
I'm coming out the fucking closet
Stay the fuck up off my dick
I feel the bucking
through so much money, so, s-so much money,
Thumbin' through so much money that I need three hands to count it
Say Juicy J must know magic, all these
Yeah
Aye Adam we good
Alright
Daniel J
Aye, bring everything else in right now
Yeah
Aye
This Versatility by Daniel J you know
All I gotta say is, aye
Paroles
Intro:
Olé lé, olé olé olé olé lé
Na na na, na, na na na
Téléma
Na na na, na aa aa aa aa aa
Refrain:
Posée sous le soleil de Marseille, Olé
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