Lyrics:
complete, I did a song with Bun B
And Juicy J, who the fuck fucking with me?
I think nada, lame rappers you make me gog up
The part, depart these niggas
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
""hell yea"" (hell yea)
If you believe in having sex say ""hell fuck yea"" (yes sir)
[Verse 1: Juicy J]
Shawty throw me that ass, hold up let me see it
hundreds and fifties out
We need somethin', man it was nothin' to Bring Tha City Out
(Northside!) Man we can show 'em what we really 'bout
We need somethin'
[spoken by Juicy J]
Yes sir, once again it's on
Juicy J featuring Project Pat
Chronicles of the Juiceman
North, North Part 2
Raise your thumbs up, my
rolla
Nigga from the northside of
Mephis on dat dojah
Watch them rollers cause you know they
Out to catch a nigga
See me on them chrome thangs
Then they
See I dwell in SPV, over here you cannot hang
[See I dwell in BHZ, over here you cannot hang]
[Verse 3: Juicy J]
1995, Mystic Styles the album was
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
be found,
Bitch come back, look at me now,
Nigga what?
[Chorus (.5x)]
Third Verse (J-Dawg):
Now from the East bank to the other side
a nigga from the northside
Oh my thought I was a nigga who had no life
Louisiana rub sugar salt fries
All I ever really wanted was a cold sprite
559 it’s
naughty or nice
At night
Sacrifice
Good bye, lights out
(Juicy J)
Can you feel me
Can you hear me
Did you pick the scene
A lot
the floor for keys
[rpt 2x]
[Juicy J]
Which one of you rappers wanna feel them shots
Sayin that Juicy J fuck you out your record money flop
Hope you know
eyes be like closin', hoes from head to toes 'n
Fuck 'round with the chosen, got you stiff like posin'
(Chorus) x2
[Big Gipp (Juicy J)-]
Don't
bitches for me
It's them dark skin Hershey Kisses bitches for me
Juicy J, I specialize in ratchets
Soon as I see what I want, nigga, I gotta have it
I
on my J's and dance the whole night away
I???m naughty by nature like I???m hip-hop hooray
With my hands in the sky, I wave ???em from side to side
his older brother
After we'd be ballin', hit his crib and start talking
Me and T were chillin at J's, more often
Hittin' dope
It's started, going by
Competition Stiff Like A Zombie, All I See Is J. Bullshit Never Stops, Life Got Me Yelling The Theme.
Hook3x: Israelite Soldiers, We Israelite Soldiers.
V4:
4x]
[Juicy J]
We up all night, we smokin' that shit
Somebody run they mouth and then we bop on the bitch
They called us niggas, we run in packs
Some
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
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
a seat
Take off the clothes
Do my groupies from the shows
I don't buy bars
I own the floor
I get higher than an airplane
Juicy J is the new Rick James
My
the roof
The tale of magnificent king who came from the nooks
Of the wild magnolia, mother of many soldiers
We live by every single word she ever told us
a dream
But I keep on pushing, never gonna settle
I'm on a mission, breaking free from this mental shackle
Sonder, the realization that we all got stories
The stylish wardrobe is up to par
Here's my number, call me in my car
You deserve a visit from Mr. Goodbar
So how long you been talkin' to him?
Word?
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