Lyrics:
for this ride
Leanin', leanin'
Leanin', leanin'
Got that soda bowl, then we glow
White girls put coke up their nose
Shakin' ass for Juicy J
I'm
gotta show titties
I ain't tripping nigga, this your city
(Like, Like, Like)
What the fuck we gon' do today?
You Stevie J, I'm Juicy J
We turnt up,
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
Bumping Ramon Ayala all through Lacoste
Yelling Juicy J hoe when you pass by the house
All the homies know what I've been talking about
Busting guns
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
Nah, he cool with me, he's cool with me
Oh, he loves you
Honey, open up a bottle of brandy
Better yet, have a piece of Cool J candy
And sweat
Nah, he cool with me, he's cool with me
Oh, he loves you
Honey, open up a bottle of brandy
Better yet, have a piece of Cool J candy
And sweat
Fuck you (*echoed*)
(chorus 4x)
Get Buck Get Wild
Lets Tear This House Like Down
Lets Tear The Club Up Thug
Lets Do This Stuff Right Now
(Juicy J
it's your boy, Juicy J, yeah
Pullin' up and rollin' up
Smoke out in exotic trucks
Model chicks that like to suck
With lots of spit like Daffy Duck
Ok ok
Juicy Gucci juicy Gucci half a brick, half a brick, zaytoven, zaytiggi
Ok ok ok
So icy entertainment
Quarter Brick, half a brick
Whole
me squeeze it, let me squeeze it
When she take it to the floor, I want to hit it from the back
Let me squeeze it, let me squeeze it
Juicy J is pimpy
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
(Hey) Throw those deuces up
And add a six on it
Call me Yung J O C I'm bout to spit on it (yeah)
I'ma put it on her (yeah)
I'ma I'ma put it on her
Ok ok
Juicy Gucci juicy Gucci half a brick, half a brick, zaytoven, zaytiggi
Ok ok ok
So icy entertainment
Quarter Brick, half a brick
Whole
(Hey) Throw those deuces up
And add a six on it
Call me Yung J O C I'm bout to spit on it (yeah)
I'ma put it on her (yeah)
I'ma I'ma put it on her
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
Yes sir, SwishaHouse!
DJ Paul and Juicy J productions
Paul Wall, Swishahouse, Hypnotize Minds, Three 6 Mafia!
It's goin down
[Chorus: x4]
[Juicy J]
I can make that thang wet like a sponge bob
Wishin that she present I be standing man that's so hard
We got all the haters in the club and they
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
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
Two shots, whispering in your ear
I got one shot, one shot to love you all night long
Yessir, Juicy J
Bartender 'nother round on me
Two or three
Yeah, sir
Your boy Juicy J in the buildin', man
Memphis, Tenn, we global, man
Shut the fuck up
Simes got that secret sauce
Representin'
so bad for somebody to come up over the 6
You better hurry up boy I'm 20 years in this shit, BITCH
[Juicy J]
Juicy J yes I'm that nigga
Smokin'
Killa Klan (8x)
Chorus: Killa Klan Repeated ? North Memphis, South Memphis, ATL, Chicago
(cities differ for each chorus)
[Juicy J]
Late last
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