Lyrics:
the hottest so the
Hottest I deserved the ball
It's that Cocaine Mafia connect
Juicy J, Project Pat, Montana, roger that
I'm a self made man, self made man
I'm
Grandmaster Flash, Spoonie G and the Treach' Three
Fearless 4, spirit of hip-hop was etched in me
See, I was down, brah, but let me get down to
V-Town I was
jump your pretty ass in my car in my car girl
[Juicy J:]
I'm smokin on some Taylor shit
Lookin for a festive bitch
Ridin on twenty sixes my pockets
now these bitches wanna fuck with rappers
I got my Ghost outside, I call it Casper
Ain't no nigga fly as Juicy J, ask NASA
Show me some, I might owe
I told you boys Juicy J is on that M-Town
Got that cheese coming in choking green by the pound
I'm rolling with the Three 6, let 'em peep this
Make
Tony Montana
Maison Margiela boot right up in Manor
Wiz Khalifa da reefer, smoke by the pound
Drunk on Juicy J like I'm on the brown
Touching that
dough
That's Juicy J, Folarin, got it then get me those
Bounce it, bounce it
I'm about to throw a couple thousand
Bounce it, bounce it
I'm about to throw
your man
Hustlin' in each and every gutta with the mic in my hand
London, Tokyo, we goin' take you all around the globe.
(Lets go, lets go)
(Lets
matter what
thugged out
and some shirt
short jeans
a big butt
what you see when I'm walking on by
I see you lookin
whether male or female
you in I see you
matter what
thugged out
and some shirt
short jeans
a big butt
what you see when I'm walking on by
I see you lookin
whether male or female
you in I see you
arestays
Thinking... who's this cunt in the Maxies
Smokin' on a J as they walk all relaxedly
Who's this cunt in the Dolce's
Boss talks to me like I'm still
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
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
Play me some pimpin mayn yessir!
Juicy J featuring Gucci Mane and Project Pat!
Darlin, ' Darlin, ' babyyy
I'm so hood, 30 inches on the Chevrolet!
Everyday feel like the weekend (yeah)
All year 'round, go hard every season
Niggas be hating for no reason (Why?)
I keep it on me and I'm squeezing (Brah
on the calculator
Big wads in my pockets, money barely bend
I'm so sincere riding in a Belly Benz
Hit the booty club, drinking Sapphire gin
Juicy J don't fuck with
the accordion
I'm makin' up a story just to lure em in (Listen)
Quarter passed 10 she's ignoring him I'm sure of it
Mortified and tortured by the morning minds
I'm payin' homage 'cause you've paved the way for me, yeah yeah
See, Mary J. I want you to understand
You paved the way for me
I'm givin' homage
the accordion
Im makin' up a story just to lure em in (listen)
Quarter passed 10 she's ignorin' him I'm sure of it
Mortified and tortured by the morning minds
the math, I'm coppin' Chanel bags
Talkin' Belle Harbour, cigars by Hermes (woo)
Know we ran the streets, eating cold bully beef (huh)
Now we
bitch, we still in this
Turn this shit up loud
And buy another round
They try to shut us down
Bout an hour ago but we still in this bitch
Juicy J stay in
bitch, we still in this
Turn this shit up loud
And buy another round
They try to shut us down
Bout an hour ago but we still in this bitch
Juicy J stay in
bitch, we still in this
Turn this shit up loud
And buy another round
They try to shut us down
Bout an hour ago but we still in this bitch
Juicy J stay in
bitch, we still in this
Turn this shit up loud
And buy another round
They try to shut us down
Bout an hour ago but we still in this bitch
Juicy J stay in
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