Lyrics:
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
in it
Got the lobby in it, Tommy in it
The trunk got a body in it
Niggas be like he bodying it
Ziplock full of J's
Closet full of J's walking on
My
All my boys dem crazy
Dem no normal
Shoe for my legs , Balenciaga
Something by my waist na revolver
Sweet kin love , sweet pass pina colada
I've
talkin bout yo mf team
You a bengal tiger, dyin breed, no polo g
Die a legend on my family tree, leave the legacy
They name it after me like juicy j
[Juicy J]
Why I'm devoted to this game
Where they slang
And they gangbang
North North mayn
Wit them curls and them gold thangs
Lemons wanna step to a playa
lames
Tryna do my own thang I ain't never gon change
All gas no breaks bitch I'm in the fast lane
I got the cash in the bank got the stash in the safe
Hit
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
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
on the landline
I could sell it by the pan
Or the gram in this
Scramble in the lamb like I
Got the shit pan-fried
So nasty and so classy
Have you lookin' like Ryan
I hopped on a yacht with a Uzi
Red blood on my bottoms they Gucci
We don't need Bacardi to party
My bitch roll a J call her juicy
I hopped on a yacht
life of a MC
and I sell a lot of records makin' pimp beats
I could do a show tonight and make ten G's
Fuck til the mornin', sleep late and smoke weed
I lost alot but i made more
Had friends but they turned bitch
So faded away like M.J
Im trippy feeling like juicy j
Im rolling baby and im riding
chips
I keep me a steak, a pistol, a grip four 5th
Cuz I'd rather be judged by 12 then to be carried by 6
Don't wanna be carried by 6
Rather be judged by
I'm gone
(Juicy J)
Who is that fool who be talking that shit
Sayin he down,but he diss Triple Six
If that bitch step he go get his wig split
Start at the bottom i'll finish up top
You get a lil money it turn to a lot
In live with the cash I'm tyin' the knot
Stackin' a knot I'm comin' in
entertained (yup)
Nigga, I'ma do my thang when they know my name
And these hoes wanna fuck with a real ass nigga, ouu
I ain't never trippin' I'm just sippin'
like I'm UGK
Asshole by nature like my name was Trae
And I don't gang-bang, I patrol the game
And what I'm representing here is putting holes in
won't stop rappin, I don't stop rappin
I make too much money bitch I can't stop rappin
I live the fast life of a MC
and I sell a lot of records makin
5, no less than 4 on a slow day, call Vegas and bet
By the way, if you a winner, I'm the one you should be with Hit J
Tell them niggas to bet against
5, no less than 4 on a slow day, call Vegas and bet
By the way, if you a winner, I'm the one you should be with Hit J
Tell them n***** to bet against
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
us, when we disrespect ourselves, By taking our own lives, over senseless things, you know!
Some of us smoke til we just can't smoke no mo
can't get
I choke....nope, nah, hold up. Aight, listen....Fucking go!!
(Violent J & Shagy 2 Dope)
I'll stab you with an umbrella, and then open it!
(Nooo!!)
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
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