Lyrics:
Just, j-j-just dance
Wish I could shut my playboy mouth (oh, oh, oh-oh)
How'd I turn my shirt inside out? (Inside out, right)
Control your poison,
on my seat
Ten-thousand-dollar toe rings, featured by me
Bitches know it's time out
They be fucking me so good, I be like 'Time out'
They want to fuck
Lebron James wrist when I'm fucking with yaper
Hit the trap, stay down watch the paper wake up
Booming out the house and J asking for a waiter
(half
team in the club and we tearing it up
A round of that Crown or Patron in my cup
So explicit, it's Dubl J, so explicit
So explicit, it's Dubl J, we're so
on a fuckin blunts
till my minds about to blow
motherfuck the universe
because we brought you da end, hoe
[Juicy J]
first I want to grab a nigga by his
got that juicy flow yea
I got that juice
I got that bag
I got that ratchet flow yea
Look whose
(popn)
Look whose
(popn)
Look whose
(popn)
Look whose
time she got one friend
Which is more than fine
One four one dime
You already know which one is mine
Tripping like Juicy J
See love and got me in
her quick before she greeted
Come on baby I'm working, beat it
Come on I'm busy, just go away
Gotta find out who stole the D.J.
[Jeff] Lets, Lets Go
Lebron James wrist when I'm fucking with yaper
Hit the trap, stay down watch the paper wake up
Booming out the house and J asking for a waiter
(half
dance, dance
Just, j-j-just dance
Wish I could shut my playboy mouth (oh, oh, oh-oh)
How'd I turn my shirt inside out? (Inside out, right)
Control
dance, dance
Just, j-j-just dance
Wish I could shut my playboy mouth (oh, oh, oh-oh)
How'd I turn my shirt inside out? (Inside out, right)
Control
tryna lock you down
Come with Juicy J and you'll be free
She got her own, she independent
We at the lake, she skinny dipping
In the hotel we wake
nights had no songs
Why, because the D.J. was gone
Smiles you used to dance and sing around
Now were replaced by frowns
And it was up to me to solve
a Paul and Juicy J track
[Chorus: x2]
Its the first of the month, I wanna stunt so playa I'ma kick it
Straight to the car lot this Cadillac I gotta
ya set, yell out ya set, yell, might as well
get it CrazyNDaLazDayz
stay blazed, take slaves, dig graves, bitch don't play die
{Juicy
droppin
Kangol slanted, Ghost'll ran with it, hippie hung-out
Club bandit never empty-handed when I brand it
Mark callin Austin, Mark callin Austin down in
(with my crew, we just ride)
Ridin' through the hood with my homies gettin' smoked out
Pass the E & J, Koop
Then let's take a ride and shoot
Killa Klan (8x)
Chorus: Killa Klan Repeated ? North Memphis, South Memphis, ATL, Chicago
(cities differ for each chorus)
[Juicy J]
Late last
sure shackled
My feet i collapsed on the hard floor gravel
I looked up, confused and dazed
I saw Juicy J letting an uzi spray
But with foolish aim so I
man
My nigga I remember running from cops
Getting shot at by niggaz
Be hard not to cry in this both sometimes man
I use to flood da streets wit weed n
dans le club, on s'la met
Jack Honey dans le club, on s'la met
Hommes, femmes, tous dans la même wave, tous dans la MD
Sauf oi-m, mon ex, j'la phone
I'm 20 years in this shit, BITCH
[Juicy J]
Juicy J yes I'm that nigga
Smokin' all the weed and I'm drankin' all the liquor
A nigga always strapped I
[Verse 1: Juicy J]
Yah, she freaky, freaky deeky, didn't ya see her in a bikini
Porno movies we got plenty, and ya know they smoke them beenies
For
as I roll out with
My niggas out in Dallas look at Juicy J
He balling like the Mavericks
Me and all my niggas
And a bunch of automatics
If a nigga roll
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