Lyrics:
much I really do
[S.J.:] Do love you
[Twista:] Love you, cause you got my back
And you give me that scratch, and ya throat go deep
[Verse 2: N.A.R.D.S]
[DJ Paul + Juicy J talking]
Motherfucker it's on nigga Hypnotize motherfucking Minds got damn it
Once again Lil' Wyte it's going down Lil' Wyte
do spades, she juicy, lookin' like a cup of Kool-Aid
And she ain't hangin' with them other groupies, catch her chillin' in the cut, brand new shades
Afrique de l'ouest (ouais)
Général (yeah)
Général Général Général
JFK to Ezeiza
Imma see you later
Hoppin on a red eye, laser (laser)
Grown
I got some killers so don't push me
Juicy J be on some mob shit
Waitin' by your door step hot in the bullshit
If it comes down to it ain't no thang
ya high bitch
Make you wanna fuck
Candy pearl white paint job
Mayn on Juicy's truck
Freaky slut wanna fuck with us
But you get no props
Eyes popping
it
Filled it up long ago, give it as you wrapped it
And if you feeling ratchet, bitch I'm juicy j
Now drop it low within my highschool gpa
Dr.
Meyers but I'm tall like him
No stopping by jus to holler at ya
Either hearts stoppin or sumn collar snatching
Stop dollar watchin thassa viscous tactic
Meyers but I'm tall like him
No stopping by jus to holler at ya
Either hearts stoppin or sumn collar snatching
Stop dollar watchin thassa viscous tactic
trickin' like daddy
oops I spilled the beans baby
I be braggin' like this
have ya heard ?
[Repeat Chorus]
[D.J. Paul]
I seen em' coming out the club
drop
trickin' like daddy
oops I spilled the beans baby
I be braggin' like this
have ya heard ?
[Repeat Chorus]
[D.J. Paul]
I seen em' coming out the club
drop
atcha boy!
What up Gutta?
Look - it's Young Money you
Bitch you! ya bitch you!
When we bang - we make sho' that we hit you!
It's young J gudda muhfuckin
Weeks and months went by
Now i finally touch ya body
Keep it up then u gonna have ya self a lil family
S*** like water im in there all nice and f******
lobster and shrimp, you could tell by the hat
Gators and flavors, colors like Now and Laters
Split champagne wishes to bitches, trips to Vegas
Jot down
duck for cover
I come with a chrome y'all can makin' hoes pay the cost
Infrared to ya head full of lead yawkin' lames
You can betcha by the dollar
The m-1, close-casin' em
Defacin em like county property
He'd die for me
Spittin' on your whole image, I rob you and make a mockery
Yo ya see that party by
I strike hard like a python
J smith I live as a Icon
I'm the type to catch a body with the Lights on
On me I see where the eyes on
On me with
nigga I got bands
On my Juicy J
My bands will definitely
Make him dance
Wait pause
That's some hella sus shit
Nigga didn't I tell you
That I like pussy
can't touch it g
See me don't speak ain't nothin g
I'm in my zone nigga don't fuck with me AYE
Juicy J stay in the club, me and all my niggas
All
bitch
Juicy J stay in the club, me and all my niggas
All these bad bitches, all this free liquor
Surrounded by so many women one of these hoes might be
do it.. right.. go get some.. tips
Come back.. later.. try once.. more
Fuck up a-.. -gain.. bitch, ya gotta.. go
I'm.. gonna.. keep.. doin' my thang
star here
Yeah, yeah
She doing her duty, juicy lips like Trudy
Kissing them by the pair
Big booty she toot it, I call her ass Judy
She grab all
tryna catch a come up (ouu)
Shorty swag on sauce (ouu)
I'm just tryna catch ya number my niggas is Gunnas act
And then u under we getting bread by
Slatt business
Get this shit by the load
50 round when I walk through the door
Catch a bad bitch and beat up her throat
Take a break
While she take
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