Lyrics:
Executive chic
She was mad rich
No face Botox or plastics
Booty didn't stretch like elastics
Body was a natural gymnastics
Juicy fruit Tropicana
You
the time for me, ain't got the time for you
Or nobody else, I just wanna sit on the shelf
And when I catch a vibe I wanna do it by myself
Turn down
ain't around, I still rep my town
Memphis ten, till the end
Straight out the north, you know where you been
I'm from the same hood as Juicy J and Yo
(Juicy J)
At the Dub we gettin buck
Comin like a lightning struck
Cockin back the chrome at the ??
Bitches say I'm fakin it
Players playa hatin it
rowdy
And ya don't want that shit
Cause its gone be naughty, by nature
Fuck a playa hater
Ima come through
And ya know I'm down to spray ya
Let them
grab one by the hand youknowhatI'msayin
And uhh, throw up that finger
Ay yo yo yo throw y'all fingers up!
Thug style baby, Thug style y'know?
Tell
kill ya, my natural persona's much worse
You've been warned if you've been born or if you conform
Slap up a cop and then snatch him out of his uniform
Basketball is my favorite sport
I like the way they dribble
Up and down the court
Just like I'm the king on the microphone
So is Dr j and Moses Malone
The Fat
bust in hoes that only 14 years old (shes young)
Doin drive by's in fuckin pink caddies
Tie you up and beat you worse the L L Cool J's daddy
This is
just like Gilligan
Keep an automatic rifle
Bullets like Michael Vick spiral
If I catch ya bitch ima bite her
Fuck ya bitch and I make her go viral
Trap
or three days later
My styles more dangerous than wrestling alligators
In shark infested water by yourself late at night
So if you’re having second thoughts
by my old head
Young boys
With old bread
Gotta tell me
You remember that
My brother not even talking back
By the grave with my head bowed
We gone catch
let me tell ya'
I'll have nothing to do but get more high
Stare up at the sky and watch the clouds roll by
And spend my day wasted away in the sunshine
I'm a motherfuckin' trend setter, that revenge better
Ten sweaters and they all black, V for Vendetta
Sent letters at ya ball cap, make you spend
of the maniac dressed in black carry round a strap
Kid you play me too close (slow down and catch a cap, POW!!)
Cause I don't play games, an outlaw like Jesse
to catch the 40 bus around the way
Me and Fred Benz, slanging tapes
All these things, that we did
Grab the microphone and start screaming "Bitch!"
You
J.I.M.M.Y.
Capo, what's my motherfuckin' name?
Eastside, say what, what's my motherfuckin' name?
DipSet, Byrd Gang
Catch that boy Capo
Cruisin' up
the 40
He gone get rowdy
And ya dont want that shit
Cause its gone be naughty, by nature
Fuck a playa hater
Ima come through
And ya know Im down to spray
did|Here's for Jay-Z|Nelly Furtado|Catch up|Ya'll slow|Escargot|Nelly your 14 mil|Where's Fargo?|I brought a airplane|Fuck I need a car for?|Ask Justin
Here's for Jay-Z
Nelly Furtado
Catch up
Ya'll slow
Escargot
Nelly your 14 mil
Where's Fargo?
I brought a airplane
F*ck I need a car for?
Ask Justin
What you looking for, what you looking for, what you need? (chorus 8x)
(juicy j)
It's about 7:30, a nigga out there early early
I'm on the ? burna?
"peace, brotha"
Will try to catch with the draws so they can fuck ya
Black folks in the ghetto straight fuckin up
And the whites on the outside bustin up
"peace, brotha"
Will try to catch with the draws so they can fuck ya
Black folks in the ghetto straight fuckin up
And the whites on the outside bustin up
Bitch we step into the building MisterE and juicyqc
Had to take yo fuckin bitch just Cause she looking extra cutsie
Catch me lookin cause I'm
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