Lyrics:
dub, J Prince, Jazz Prince
Yeah, Rap-A-Lot still on top 2007
said, "I want your money, bitch, and all I can sell" [Now]
I looked into her eyes and she was SCARED AS HELL!
I new she was a snitch, so I cut off her
knew about thangs Whole family convicts I always knew about gangs randy died in 03 I always knew about pain Nigga
Now it's not a lot of shit that really
makeup on look like she got a facelift
Fucked that bitch seven times she ain’t never say shit
Bop Bop chicken chicken
I’m no juicy j bitch
You say no
Fuck you (*echoed*)
(chorus 4x)
Get Buck Get Wild
Lets Tear This House Like Down
Lets Tear The Club Up Thug
Lets Do This Stuff Right Now
(Juicy J
meant a lot to us
But, instead of lookin for a cock to fuck
Kill a nigga like he was rockin the swastika
You can do what your doin cause your mockin up
just let me lead and I'll blow your mind yeah
Ms. Juicy yeah
Let me put this thang on you baby
And blow your mind
every time
life of a MC
and I sell a lot of records makin' pimp beats
I could do a show tonight and make ten G's
Fuck til the mornin', sleep late and smoke weed
not trying to floss
But it's hard to find yourself living
In the land of the laws
A lot of these cats would sell
Their souls to the devil
No matter
see
Bitch, I got a bunch of names
Getting head in the H.O.V. lane
Getting red, I let my nuts hang
Wear a lot of red but it ain't no gang
Chased by
Ugly and fine
You can sell me
I'm glad folks think the same way as I do
'Cause I stab bitches way down in the Bayou
Would you make way for two mo'
bitches for me
It's them dark skin Hershey Kisses bitches for me
Juicy J, I specialize in ratchets
Soon as I see what I want, nigga, I gotta have it
I
Without a doubt I'm no king of no highway
my apple stalls all who pass by
Rich rm and juicy it comes with a message
better take a big bite and be
pimpin'
Tearin' up them clubs with that syrup syrup sippin'
Club full of drugs on the curb just kickin'
Juicy J a jiggalo with 85 women
Ridin' in
Haha, you dumbass
Yeah, Juicy J AKA Da Juice up in this bitch and I'm out
Yeah, this Lil' Fly up in this motherfucker
Straight from funky town, ho
to close, so she puttin' on a show
We're all stumblin' out the parking lot
Still goin' up at the afterspot
It's yo boy, Juicy J, I'm that wicked lover
Got
for some hours
'Bout 14 I start selling nicks
By 15 I got a felony
By 16 I got my driver's license start using J's car to pedal lean
College Park
won't multiply
Fuck niggas won't multiply
Igh, igh-igh-igh, igh-igh, igh-igh, igh
Yeah nigga, it's your boy Juicy J
Man, you gotta watch out for
Old enough to do my own thang, got me again
Flip my second paycheck to cop me a lid
Went and seen my homie Short Dawg to slide me a track
Went
and pass it
Yeah, they call me Juicy J the Three 6 Mafia bandit
Gotta ride on 24s or somethin' wit' a candy
Pounds of dat weed, yeah, a nigga keep it handy
Old enough to do my own thang, got me again
Flip my second paycheck to cop me a lid
Went and seen my homie Short Dawg to slide me a track
Went
Prince, Rap-A-Lot, Juicy J, DJ Paul
Slim Thug, Lil' Keke, Chamillionare, Paul Wall
We all different but we all rep the same thing
God first, family then
super built
Snatch yo bitches ass if she went in my stash
Make money, get fucked up, treat women like trash
[Juicy J]
All all these hoes be sayin we
sweat 'em
Oh if they say I ain't right this time
Shawdy bet 'em
Cuz I got game to sell 'em, a thang or better
I play 'em low key like below C level
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