Lyrics:
beee with youuuuuu
[J.Cole]
Yeah
Hey
Ay though I love you hate that bitch that's always with you
aShame I gotta put up with her shit just to get you
She
Clean family fun! (With some tragedy)
You've sunk your savings
They'll sink their teeth
Into a juicy slice! (Or a lobotomy)
Who's scared of a little
Karl Wolf Juicy J Three 6 Mafia
It's going down
UGP
Let's go
Let's go
Let's go
Let's go
Oh
Hey
Oh
Hey
Oh
Hey
Oh
My ear is goin' rocky
And my
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
Nah, he cool with me, he's cool with me
Oh, he loves you
Honey, open up a bottle of brandy
Better yet, have a piece of Cool J candy
And sweat
Nah, he cool with me, he's cool with me
Oh, he loves you
Honey, open up a bottle of brandy
Better yet, have a piece of Cool J candy
And sweat
with shit that don't work
Joy came in the day that I birthed
J showed her daddy need some new work (uh-huh, yeah, uh-huh)
Fried chicken wings, my new
Ok ok
Juicy Gucci juicy Gucci half a brick, half a brick, zaytoven, zaytiggi
Ok ok ok
So icy entertainment
Quarter Brick, half a brick
Whole
me squeeze it, let me squeeze it
When she take it to the floor, I want to hit it from the back
Let me squeeze it, let me squeeze it
Juicy J is pimpy
(Hey) Throw those deuces up
And add a six on it
Call me Yung J O C I'm bout to spit on it (yeah)
I'ma put it on her (yeah)
I'ma I'ma put it on her
Sunday mornin smoke a joint on the rooftop
Im a wild jitt but i aint riley from da boondocks
Light it up with a match im a gentleman
Smokin spanish
to myself not fuckin' with nobody
Know I give it to you real just like I'm Riley
Gon' put it on by myself don't need a stylist
Not fuckin' with you tell you
This dream gon work still she flushed away by the way that i flipped it
Stack soon come fat like Griffin
Under pressure they crumble like biscuit
Ok ok
Juicy Gucci juicy Gucci half a brick, half a brick, zaytoven, zaytiggi
Ok ok ok
So icy entertainment
Quarter Brick, half a brick
Whole
(Hey) Throw those deuces up
And add a six on it
Call me Yung J O C I'm bout to spit on it (yeah)
I'ma put it on her (yeah)
I'ma I'ma put it on her
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
Yes sir, SwishaHouse!
DJ Paul and Juicy J productions
Paul Wall, Swishahouse, Hypnotize Minds, Three 6 Mafia!
It's goin down
[Chorus: x4]
I'm 20 years in this shit, BITCH
[Juicy J]
Juicy J yes I'm that nigga
Smokin' all the weed and I'm drankin' all the liquor
A nigga always strapped I
[Juicy J]
I can make that thang wet like a sponge bob
Wishin that she present I be standing man that's so hard
We got all the haters in the club and they
got that juicy flow yea
I got that juice
I got that bag
I got that ratchet flow yea
Look whose
(popn)
Look whose
(popn)
Look whose
(popn)
Look whose
Two shots, whispering in your ear
I got one shot, one shot to love you all night long
Yessir, Juicy J
Bartender 'nother round on me
Two or three
so bad for somebody to come up over the 6
You better hurry up boy I'm 20 years in this shit, BITCH
[Juicy J]
Juicy J yes I'm that nigga
Smokin'
know what im saying?
Look, we about to go I 255, [yeah]straight up to Memphis.
[ya show]See what im saying, Paul said he gone meet us by Wal-Greens, we
Killa Klan (8x)
Chorus: Killa Klan Repeated ? North Memphis, South Memphis, ATL, Chicago
(cities differ for each chorus)
[Juicy J]
Late last
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