Stop It
Juicy J
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Make money, no vacation Pay cash, don't make payments Getting high like I'm eighteen But I've been rich since the late eighty's Backstage, naked ladies Poppin' pills and swallowing babies Bad bitches ain't come to play She gon' give me head before I go on stage New car, a couple, a hundred Ain't nothin' I call it play money Bugatti, Ferrari, the Benz, the Bentley Juicy stay stuntin' Street niggas, we packin them 2's Play with it, make action news Put some money on your head, you worth a stack or two Real nigga I'm 100, I sip lean and I chase money Niggas out here savin' hoes, niggas need to be savin' money Made mine, can't take it from me Hit the club, I take your woman Take her home, get some head, wake up breakfast in bed Yeah nigga that's grits and eggs Rich bitch don't forget the bread Up and down that interstate I move weight, that's Jenny Craig I'm a f*ck me a model, I'm a f*ck me a model You only get to live one time, so I'm a f*ck me a model I make money all day then I ball with the profits Niggas hatin' on me, I tell 'em hatin' niggas stop it Go f*ck with a bitch, get that Becky then I'm gone Catch me on that loud pack, blowin' on this strong I make money all day then I ball with the profits Niggas hatin' on me, I tell 'em hatin' niggas stop it Go f*ck with a bitch, get that Becky then I'm gone Catch me on that loud pack, blowin' on this strong Bitch you ain't no killa And real niggas don't talk Start shit in this club It's going down in the parking lot Niggas get killed and then we ain't shedding no tears Niggas can't keep they mouth closed, judge give you them years Yo homie fuckin' yo bitch And she ain't suckin' yo cock Them niggas ain't holding you down And you call them niggas yo dogs They really out here hatin', so stay strapped up like a tank They got guns they got in movies Except they not shootin' blanks Scarface in broad daylight They don't care who lookin' Young nigga got something to prove, nigga think he pushin' Playin' 'round in my hood and they'll smoke you like a Swisha We don't play 'bout money and we don't play with them pistols I make money all day then I ball with the profits Niggas hatin' on me, I tell 'em hatin' niggas stop it Go f*ck with a bitch, get that Becky then I'm gone Catch me on that loud pack, blowin' on this strong I make money all day then I ball with the profits Niggas hatin' on me, I tell 'em hatin' niggas stop it Go f*ck with a bitch, get that Becky then I'm gone Catch me on that loud pack, blowin' on this strong
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Written by: JORDAN HOUSTON, MICHAEL WILLIAMS, PIERRE RAMON SLAUGHTER
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