Lyrics:
Karl Wolf Juicy J Three 6 Mafia
It's going down
UGP
Let's go
Let's go
Let's go
Let's go
Oh
Hey
Oh
Hey
Oh
Hey
Oh
My ear is goin' rocky
And my
bring three, I got drugs, I got drinks
Bend it over, Juicy J gon' poke it like wet paint
You say no to ratchet pussy, Juicy J can't
Racks errwhere, they
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
Ride through the city
And we creeping
Grab on her titty
Suck on that nipple ring
Damn she thick
She too juicy
Everything lit
Like I'm uzi
Ride
gots to turn it up, so D.J. turn it up
You see her drop it on the floor, D.J. turn it up
I want to see a little more, D.J. turn it up
Oh she a freak
be weird
To host team meetings as
The only employee here!
It's guaranteed that you'll
Probably succeed
Cutting corners is just how you achieve
Remember
Yeah, uh-huh!
Your boy Juicy J
She bad, yeah
In case you didn't know, Juicy that n*gga
I keep me two hoes like that n*gga Jack Tripper
I shoot in
Yeah, uh-huh!
Your boy Juicy J
She bad, yeah
In case you didn't know
Juicy that nigga
I keep me two hoes
like that nigga Jack Tripper
I shoot in
Karl Wolf Juicy J Three 6 Mafia
It's going down
UGP
Let's go, let's go
Let's go, let's go
Ooh
Hey
Ooh
Hey
Ooh
Hey
Ooh
My ear is
Papoose, Papoose
While y'all was on IG, I was in the Mazi
Drop-top, I be in that foreign like I'm Fivi'
Hustled in your building, and you
Baby you rolling
Roll Over
Bitches drop dead
Get ran over
Baby you twisted
Turn over
Bitches drop dead
Get ran over
Baby you rolling
Roll Over
caught me snoozin'
Got a Uzi, she so woozy, that big booty such a doozy
I'm too G, word to Gucci, light a J, that's word to Juicy, uh
Spread it open
he kept under the floor
now I'm with the Three 6 mob pushin them Burbs
niggas done made a come up Hot Boys from the 3rd
{Juicy J}
its
California by the sea
I’m barefoot walking on the beach
You’re juicy like a tangerine
You’re so fresh baby
You’re so fresh baby
Yeah
It’s like I just woke up
after winning the Oscar only some would last due to pressure
And be the last man standing
DJ Paul and Juicy J, the (last to walk)
Smoke it up, what
hoping that you trap
I'm just hoping you try to try me
Get drag around by your suit tie
You can catch me in the foreign city
Where they don't even know I
microphone
Come and get this ice-cream cone
Or I'll deliver it when your daddy ain't home
Grown and healthy, that's how I like 'em
Big juicy legs
microphone
Come and get this ice-cream cone
Or I'll deliver it when your daddy ain't home
Grown and healthy, that's how I like 'em
Big juicy legs
juicy
I think it's time to get together
It's like that soldier, I'm right back over
Let's keep it real, we can feel each other
It's like that soldier,
With that ass so fat, let me hit that
Drop it to the floor let me hit that
Throw it back so bad let me get that
I just want some more, can I get that
the Henny in my hand getting litty in the booth
Yeah we keep it smooth mixing gin and juice with Juicy J rolling papes
Tonight this Maui wowie's gonna make me
at the beginning of the day
Kush coma
She gon stay and smoke a j make sure she don't fall asleep
In that, Kush Koma
But I told her that she gotta go in a few bout 3
being moody (Yea yea yea)
Baby baby let me see how big ya booty (Let me see yea)
Baby baby bring some harder for that juicy (For the juicy)
I ain't crazy,
the floor for keys
[rpt 2x]
[Juicy J]
Which one of you rappers wanna feel them shots
Sayin that Juicy J fuck you out your record money flop
Hope you know
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