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Juicy J

Jordan Houston (born April 5, 1975), better known by his stage name Juicy J, is an American rapper, record producer and Academy Award-winning songwriter. He is a member of the duo Three 6 Mafia and is currently signed to Taylor Gang Records. He has released three studio albums. more »

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Yeah, sir
Your boy Juicy J in the buildin', man
Memphis, Tenn, we global, man
Shut the f*ck up
Simes got that secret sauce

Representin' to the max (yeah) on the streets of the hood (uh-huh)
Representin' to the max (yeah) on the streets of the hood, re-re-re (buh, buh, buh, buh, buh, representin')
Representin' to the max on the streets of the hood (your boy Juicy J)
Representin' to the max (yeah) on the streets of the hood, re-re-re (shut the f*ck up, yeah, yeah)

Both my lungs full of broccoli (broccoli)
And they keep the stick like a Hibachi (Hibachi)
Your flag red, his flag blue, my flag covered in Versace (Versace)
North Memphis nigga with my thumbs up high (High)
In my hood where the sun don't shine (shine)
I ain't seen homie in two or three years, but if I call him right now, he gon' come slide (buh, buh, buh, buh)
Young niggas out here playin' with the blocks (the blocks)
I ain't talking Lego's (no, sir)
Nigga ain't even got a bank account (no)
But the young nigga got a Draco (uh-huh)
Twist your fingers up, throw your sign in they face (face)
Show a motherfucker what you reppin' (north)
Won't dial 911 in the hood, we dial 357 (no-north)
223's, bustin AR-15's (15's) before we even turn fifteen (-teen)
Trap shit all we know (know)
This street shit run in our genes (Nigga)
Hustle went through my DNA (NA)
Dealin' these chips like FritoLay ('Lay, 'Lay)
Come through here, do all that cappin', you gon' f*ck around, be DOA

Representin' to the max (yeah) on the streets of the hood (uh-huh)
Representin' to the max (yeah) on the streets of the hood, re-re-re (buh, buh, buh, buh, buh, representin')
Representin' to the max on the streets of the hood (yeah, yeah)
Representin' to the max on the streets of the hood, re-re-re

Hab' Freunde verloren, aber niemals geweint
Um meinen Nacken ein Kilogramm Ice
Nehm' sie von Seite, sie liebt meinen Grind
Jeder will rappen, doch niemand will Streit
Zieh' nicht am Joint, denn die Kette ist stoned
Augen sind blau, doch die Augen sind rot
SEK weiß immer gleich, wo ich wohn'
Zähl' die Millionen und sie kommen mich holen
Bleibe ein Baller, solang, bis ich sterb'
Mit der Gang unterwegs, family first
Wie kann das sein? Deine Freundin, sie twerkt
Nehme sie mit zu mir, Spoiler-Alert
Keiner der Rapper macht Welle wie ich
Vorn auf dem Grill ist ein Engelsgesicht
Gib mir die Mios, die Bottles, die Bentleys
Du weißt ganz genau: Ich veränder' mich nicht
Bin wie gefesselt, hab' zu viele Chains
Luxushotel, deine Bitch gibt mir Brain
Zweihundert K für den Bentley GT
Mios auf Mios, wie soll ich das zählen?
Panikattacken von PTSD
Fick' auf die Hoes, Mann, ich leb' für die Gang
Kauf' meiner Bitch einfach alles
Hauptsache, sie fickt nicht schon wieder mein Nervensystem

Representin' to the max (yeah) on the streets of the hood (uh-huh)
Representin' to the max (yeah) on the streets of the hood, re-re-re (buh, buh, buh, buh, buh, representin')
Representin' to the max on the streets of the hood (yeah, yeah)
Representin' to the max on the streets of the hood, re-re-re (Representin')

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