Lyrics:
it where my weapon hid
I'm gangsta by myself
But bitch I'm stupid when them steppas in
No dissing won't do shit
This stick gone juice em like
Woo woo wowowowooo!
Lord higher
Could somebody turn on da lights
Somebody turn on da lights
The darkside! Yes
Guess who's back when I
Tyga, bumpin' to Pac again, uh
(Make it dip, yeah, baby, show me how you make it dip)
Who got the juice be sending you niggas' brazy
Who got 'em
produced by geno
I just wanna smoke flavours fuck with de camp got juice like geno
She could've been tall fat slim thick ratchet or emo
And her waistline
like I'm a spook
An some mistake me for cooke
But I'm just drunk off coochie juice
Who shoot raheem who got the juice
Micheal keatin beatle juice
Howard
(Shun on the beat)
(Shun, sauce it up)
When I pull a you on you
Hey
Say I'm hittin' on two by two (two)
They watch tryna do what I do (do)
da)
(Da-da da)
(Da da da-da da da da da)
Awe, I'm a fucking lucky mess
I got out this relationship
It left me down, depressed
I'm hoping I can write
with a gun
Everybody's bustling and suffering for some
I got more than what I needed from
People who were better at accepting how it's run
Should I
Ahh yeah, okay
Yo who you know that got the juice like this
Makin’ uptight bitches get loose like this
I mean, it be too much you gotta breathe, you
lames I’m Over zealous
-sending Niccaz to the ER , Leave Ya Wit Da Medic
-now cowards makin Fake pages so u don’t kno who said it
-bitch I’m fueled by
make a bet and see who go the hardest baby
(Who go da hardest bae)
Baby
(Who go da hardest bae)
No need for playing games
I go by De'Jamari Thuggish
Bred in Mitcham
Got kilos coming in
Youll find me at sea
King of the deep
Don't fuck wid da boys
I'm bringing the noise
Moet popping
Hennessy rocking
Day
Now I’m Lit
I Blow A Bag When I Step On The Strip
I Been The Man Yeah I Been From The Rip
I Got The Juice Yeah I Stay Wit Da Drip
Can’t Name A Thing I
Go party and light it up,
I roll my spliff and light it up,
Dirty juices in my cap,
Bad wan too sweet she ain't got no luck,
She said so who do u love
For dat power and respect
Geeting on dey a**
Applying pressure
Steady on N***** necks
F*** who got next we got now
Dem DB N***** dey running da town
We
everybody'd speak
When he walked in they'd say (Hi Rick)
And when he passed by, they'd say (Dumb Dick)
Really hard-headed, cause he said he had juice
But it was
everybody'd speak
When he walked in they'd say (Hi Rick)
And when he passed by, they'd say (Dumb Dick)
Really hard-headed, cause he said he had juice
But it was
the spotlight right now
I got my mix of juice and gin
VIP, that's where the ball is gettin' in
Yeah, ladies, free before ten
Next week, we gonna do it all again
real scars
Sitting at a crossroads am I the good guy
Or just a cry baby who lost his juice box
Who's hot and who's not
I'm a loner, I prefer it when my
threw the case at like 8-track tapes
Blew eight stacks at Peter Luger's 'til it's your faith at stake
Who waves at the Louis haters through the new
got it)
Just dance
Gonna be okay, da-da-doo-doot
And just dance
Spin that record, babe, da-da-doo-doot
And just dance (baby)
Gonna be okay,
got it)
Just dance
Gonna be okay, da-da-doo-doot
And just dance
Spin that record, babe, da-da-doo-doot
And just dance (baby)
Gonna be okay,
wrathe
Swervin Maserati's
Hol up hol up audi's
Hol up la dee da dee
Cali mowy wowwy
This juice, flava flav
Got more drip than flava flav
This that bad
around forever
I'll be flying by the seat of my pants you see I've got
Better thing to do than waste my time looking for you
It's like this, I'll
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