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N to the E to the R-V-E j, K
Yo

I'm ready for war
So ready or naught I'm coming
To settle the score you better get off
Because I ain't stopping till

higher
Fill our desires
Ima stand by ya
Be there for ya
Aint gon' lie to ya
You make me feel better
Better than ever
Want you for ever
Si no me conoces

your cliques
The devil's in the details, triple six
It's a juicy day we might hear Juicy J
Do my dirt by lonely, treacherous way
It’s Hip-Hop hooray, but

before Whitney
Roll thru the hood as I'm bumpin Yung Simmie
Feel like Juicy J cuz I'm gone need the Jimmy
I'm from New York I got homies in Philly
You

Feeling good
I'm feeling high
With the shits so don't you try
Hopping out
We don't drive by
Getting baked like cherry pie
Getting cake get rich

and the smell of your hair
Makes me wanna carry you into the room and get bare
I used to be scared when stared at by beauty
Learned self-respect, had to make it

Juicy know I get it done
She told me keep goin', Cleveland keep goin', uh, sippin go to sleep, in the booth, I start snorin', uh, woke up to the bitch in

j'pouvais)
Drown my feelings in the river

I get inspired by the sadness
And I know that's a sad statement
But when I get in touch with my weakness
It opens

breaking her back
Hallelujah cause I'm young and I'm black
I'm Pablo Redd not a crib, not a blood
I'm stuck in the trap rolling J's getting high
I don't need

ain't my fetish
Your wish got a feeling I'll grant it
Like a genie, you'll be underneath me
I get you talkin' like a parrot
I know it's you by the way you

Bounce It

Juicy J

Stay Trippy [Best Buy Exclusive]

2013

dough
That's Juicy J, Folarin, got it then get me those

Bounce it, bounce it
I'm about to throw a couple thousand
Bounce it, bounce it
I'm about to throw

more heart not you look dumb as fuck



(J Jack)



I just chase a check and get straight to the bag



(J Jack) Verse 3

Realest nigga in here baby I

A Key of coke a pound of shroomies
Got that Molly and that Lucy
Bitch I'm feeling loony

Woke up in the morning
'bout to get my pimping on
Log

In the streets, he go by the name of Bone A-R-K
E-N-J, he sippin' on
White shirt, black pants on the phone, arguing with his mama how he not taking

through
Kill this verse, drive right by you, and get me the loot

Never a liar
Aiming even higher
Now go build the pyre
Coz all I do's spit fire

I might be

and addicts
You lost respect I got it
Young Don just need some manners
I'm on beach sand with sandals
Big face watch on me
Air J ones on me
A town brim on me

Yeah
You listening?
Uh
Yow
I pick up J Sounds, pass through Rae Town (Uh huh)
Haters watch the paper that I take down (They watching)
I take 'em

'Cuz I’m grinding everyday yeah
Overtime I’m working harder than MJ yeah
Goin off the ground like I just smoked a J yeah
All my life this was my way

inside
Oooooh leave me alone to get high
Alone with me and Lucy
Things bout to get juicy
Im rolling up that sticky
The colors getting fruity
My mind is

See my bros them turn up
Yeah my brother
Real life shit no Hannah Montana
Roll my J, go about my day
No brother like stress and I no like drama

a nigga bush claim it's just Reggie
OG in my system got a nigga feeling heavy
Roll another one nigga I’m ready
Smoke it by the pack
Sell it for a stack
Hit

Who it is I'm that man though
And I gotta get turnt cause you know that's mando
Another day I just made a couple bands though
No juicy j but these bands

bunz, bunz bunz (sh-she got)
bunz, bunz bunz (said she got...)

I like big bunz and I can not lie (lie)
so if you got some and I see you walk by (by)
I'm

million dollar signs 
Tryna do it big as Wiz, Chevy, Juicy J and Ty
Putting in our time cause you know this shit's for real
And you never woulda heard