Lyrics:
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
sayin', "Oh well"
Blazin' up with the devil, watchin' (?) in the cell
Matches your favorite actress, blastin' naked on my mattress
Polygraphs break, you
to your room.
Homer: Bart!
Bart: Oh, gimme a break.
Back: The young begins the trouble.
Bart: Well, you're damned if you do,
I know the answer. Well
You've been waitin' and debatin' for oh so long
Just starvin' like Marvin for a Cool J. song
If you cried and thought I died, you definitely was wrong
You've been waitin' and debatin' for oh so long
Just starvin' like Marvin for a Cool J. song
If you cried and thought I died, you definitely was wrong
snooze you lose
Me and my down south niggas rule
Fuck the other nigga, we pay dues too
[Juicy J]
This goes out to all my niggas
Flippin cheese and countin
UPPERCLASS TWIT OF THE YEAR
Cut to Upperclass Twit of the Year Sketch. The five competitors
run onto the pitch.
COMMENTATOR: (J.C.): Good afternoon
Into the elevator
To heaven or hell
I can’t tell
But if the doors open
We probably
Going to jail
We’re practically fuckin’
Oh well
Definitely worth it
have been through
I can just tell by the way that you move
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Bust down for gang
Nah see me now
Roll up the J
We livin'
can't stay complacent
She eat me up on a Saturday
I'm feelin' tight, that's the kiss and say
Yeah by the bell, that's bliss, oh la da da da
Cut
came to see you spit your game, oh-oh
But it shouldn't be difficult to explain
Just why you came back again, you hate the fame
Love the game, cold
staring
Oh, babe I wanna get with ya
And take your pretty pictcure
My homeboys tried to warn me
But that butt you got
Makes me so horny
Ooh, rub on smooth
a jumper
I got sued by my idol, ain't that shi sad
Cause I made a remix and it got the nigga mad
But ya boy won, cause I went and broke a leg
Luck was
the tide, take you for a ride through the capitol of dirty J, we'll smoke a dirty J and then we'll be on our scary way through
T-R-E-N-T-O-N, this tha town
(BIGDMANDEM)
(He glitched the matrix, glitched the matrix)
(Oh my god, Scruff) (I love you Scruff)
I don't want friends anyways
It's alright when I
Now who sent you nigga?
I was told that more people wanted To hear my stuff
Say another mother fucking word And this shit is over
Okay Jaycie J
And I
Now, who sent you, nigga
I was told that more people want to hear my stuff
Say another motherfucking word and this shit is over
Okay
Jaycie J
And I
and repeated evasion profits
I know that my copings so rare
Each time I seem more hopeless oh well
The highs don't breathe in focus, who cares
Relapsing still
I keep it doin' it again
Oh, I'm doin' it again
Yes, I'm doin' it again
I said it would end
Remix, rising up out of the flames like a phoenix
Mr. wipe down ya heard me Foxx-a-million
This one be the remix!
Badazz, Savage live, Fox-a-million
Man you already know what it is ya heard me
We
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
Well, I'm fresh
'Cause I'm the best
And I get wild
When I'm row'
I never get passed by
'Cause I'm fly
And I'm a put you on hold
'Cause
the man they love to hate, The J.R. Ewing of Seattle
Pick up the posse on 23rd and Jackson
Headin for the strip, yes were lookin for some action
The limo's
I was on the verge bout to melt
Ain't no help
They rain coming down, oh well
I was by myself
Found out faith fill your well
I was giving hell
I was
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