Lyrics:
, Juicy
Go 'head big Juicy, Juicy, shake your tits big Juicy, Juicy
Go 'head big Juicy, Juicy, shake your tits big Juicy, Juicy
J-U-I-C-Y
J-U-I-C-Y
Go 'head Big Juicy, Juicy, shake your tits, Big Juicy, Juicy
Go 'head Big Juicy, Juicy, shake your tits, Big Juicy, Juicy
J-U-I-C-Y, J-U-I-C-Y
Go 'head big Juicy, Juicy, shake your tits, Big Juicy, Juicy
Go 'head big Juicy, Juicy, shake your tits, Big Juicy, Juicy
(Fraser)
J-U-I-C-Y
boogie drum
In the house and we got clout
And you got no excuse
So just work that big ol' ass
Like you got mo' juice
Come on, juicy, juicy (juicy, juicy
happenin'?) What up Ta Ta, Big J?
Ha, hey, yeah (Tae Bae!)
D'ussé, D'ussé (Yeah)
When I'm on the D'ussé, D'ussé (D'ussé!)
I'ma eat her, tell her juicy
Bank account filled, bank rolls peeled
Flexin on camera baby this shit real
I’m in the hills and I’m popping these seals
I got white hoes just like
mind 'cause I'm Juicy J
Throw, and I get a nine, tint all in my cars
Hoes acting hard
Blowing smoke on a broad call my boys like all aboard
Turn up
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
We looking for them J-Lo booties, big ol' ass, round and fat
Let me squeeze it, let me squeeze it
When she take it to the floor, I want to hit it
microphone
Come and get this ice-cream cone
Or I'll deliver it when your daddy ain't home
Grown and healthy, that's how I like 'em
Big juicy legs
microphone
Come and get this ice-cream cone
Or I'll deliver it when your daddy ain't home
Grown and healthy, that's how I like 'em
Big juicy legs
Cigarette, pussy stay wet and juicy like lemons
Big ass in tight denim
Had the most faithful niggas sendin' her gifts to women and enjoyed
To watch
I got big bank casing on a muthafucka
Ain't shit changed cuz' I'm still getting mine
Ain't no love for a hater tryna fly me, tryna play me
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
yea, fat bitch, don't see no bra, savage
I don't even fuck around 'bout the cabbage
Them hoes just sweet, average
J know the mango Juicy, he love my big
my gunz till my clips retire
America pray 'cause I don't want to expire
I'ma soldier
[Juicy J:]
I'ma U.S. mother fuckin soldier boy
Playin
Juicy J (Big Gipp)-
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Three 6 Mafia (Here it is)
Know what I'm sayin'
Goodie Mob (Triple Six Mafia)
ATL (Big Gipp)
M-town
I get it in my bread so long
My bank big, nigga, prolonged
My brain fried, nigga, so long
I hate fake niggas and so on
Take all the money that I
Gotta have a big, bad bank account, not pity amounts
Bud by the pound, smoke a motherfuckin' ounce
A mean ass crib, all digital studio
And some
been smokin'
I'm hangin' out with Juicy J, nigga, so you know we smokin' mane
Yeah, mm-hmm, out here in Memphis, Tennekey, yeah
Good lookin' out,
bass low)
I ride low (I ride low)
Used to tell her what you said, bro
Me, Juicy J, get too many hoes
Me, Juicy J, get too many flows
Clique
and put my bags in the A8
"Hello Mr. Big Face," the bank teller tryna get rank
I buy a hot dog stand if I'm tryna be frank
Just left the hospital, makin'
the two-piece
The colorful one must be the Pucci, ussy
I know the pussy really juicy
Sparks J, sips tea, cock the Uzi
Just wanna get drunk tonight
And I'ma
And get a new batch that'll do the same
Ah, man, cold game
Front row seats at the Laker game
Kobe Bryant, that's my nigga
Juicy J, blaze, my nigga
We up in
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