Lyrics:
stop!
Things are getting real tight.
I never thought
you'd set me up.
All I wanted was a body
for delight.
"Let's get naughty,"
you said,
flic sert
J'rêve d'apporter les solutions mais j'suis un mystère
J'attends la dissolution du système
Que tout soit clair, l'écriture et moi on fait la
from
Raise Your Thugs Up
[Juicy J]
North North Three 6 Mafia
Three 6 Mafia Runnin thangs drankin with the drama king
Swingin from the left to the right
Niggas hear this
I want niggas to mug niggas
Like, what you lookin at?
Bounce wit me, bounce wit me, bounce
When my real niggas come; flip
[Featuring Master P]
Master P:
Yo see
I'd like to mourn the dead (Kevin Miller)
And acknowledge the livin'
Know like they say
You can
beam
I'm damn good with these eyeballs
Money coming by the boat load been adding up all summer
In one day I served a thousand J's my trap house doing
D-O-P-E by the way the girls react
When they see, me they screaming so loud that they voices crack
Just like that; she never met a jerk like I
Told me
I'm too far from my family to travel
I just came unraveled
Socked the D.A. before I got gaffled
Owned by C.A, State Property
Just like the year fifteen
dans sa tête, Bandzo cheat sur la route
Esti qu'elle est folle, j'suis juste entrain d'light un wood
A-vec mes gars
En train de s'marrer...
Solo with ma
and they never had ta scrap
[Juicy J]
He wore a vest so we shot him in the neck
Made his body cold left from red and wet
Body curved up like a cornrow
Hold up, mane hold up, mane
Juicy J from Taylor Gang
Rollin’ Phantom, rollin’ dank
Green cologne, I know it stank
Light it up, and hold a drank
Hit
and bro fed his
Had a dream like MLK that feds let a young nigga beef
She bad, she can't be bae cah bands make her dance like Juicy J
She made for
seats
Cartier them the frames when you in The "D"
Being broke a nigga only real enemy
Life is not a race it's a marathon
Smoking bubble kush sipping Dom
And then I slapped her with a taste of the bowzack
Yo, the be-I-V was on a J-O-be, most definitely gettin? the D-O-M-E
Waxin? and taxin? from 12 to 3
Oh,
nouvelle go est élégante et elle est très appétissante, yeah
J'ai chier mes cours me math
S'pour ça j'compte pas les dates
J'fais pas d'erreur de frappes
Je
never miss a swing
And I got to stay fly my god is Three 6 Mafia
Rolled a Juicy J and smoked myself into insomnia
(My eyes are wide)
(My eyes are wide)
silicone parts are made for toys
I want 'em real thick and juicy
So find that juicy double
Mix-a-lot's in trouble
Beggin' for a piece of that bubble
So
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
and crumble
If ya got real friends
You ain't need to sit and worry
They should be by your side and if they ain't
You should hurry, and go
Green J's got me
the moon, so
I don't wanna be twenty-somethin'
cnd still in my head about
Seventeen in my bedroom talkin'
You said that by now we'd
Paint the walls of our
to stay real (real)
To me it's like breathing (Southside Bronx)
Don't be fooled by the rocks that I got
I'm still, I'm still Jenny from the block
Used
silicone parts are made for toys
I want 'em real thick and juicy
So find that juicy double
Mix-a-lot's in trouble
Beggin' for a piece of that bubble
So
marbles nigga
But I got two sides
Damn it feels good to be back in the Yea Area I mean the Westside
With these motherfuckin West Coast Bad Boyz
Ouuuu Ouuuuu Yeah
See, Cos I'm young, Rich, black and my team long
Beh gyal ah sing my songs
Beh gyal ah say they want more they want more
Inna D
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