Lyrics:
cold cuts
I'm just tryna get a lil head, no shoulders
Made the kitty get super wet, no Doja
Baby I'm a super freak
And you looking juicy, b
I'ma hit
talkin bout yo mf team
You a bengal tiger, dyin breed, no polo g
Die a legend on my family tree, leave the legacy
They name it after me like juicy j
characters
$100,000 cars now how you gon laugh at us
(Repeat chorus 2x)
(Juicy J)
First I want to grab a nigga by his neck,
Drag him to my fuckin set,
Take
Gang
I'm on my grind, that's all of the time
I'm chasing a check I just follow the signs
God had a plan it was all by design
He made me an offer i
I'm a beast I'm a brute
You tough thats cute
You don't fight you don't shoot
Boy you sweeter than juicy fruit
You see me better salute
Or get scraped
I? Just another guy
I can't be acting like you chose me to be by your side
You never said it with your mouth that you was down to ride
The pedestal I
no longer safe
Dragonball they call me Shenron
Highest level so i been gone
Stuyvie by the loosie
Lips so goddamn juicy
Duffle bag grind every day
Give my people a slice
Look me in my face
Dollar signs in my eyes
Bottom line
By any means believe imma get mine
Money Women Weed
Money Women and Weed
of mines
Juicy lips pretty thighs
I love how you're so kind
Even through the
Toughest times it's
A sign that your
Loves divine if
You don't mind
I just want
daily
Kinda crazy, can you tell?
Know your thoughts before you think 'em
Cuz I got you hypnotized
And your fiending for my size
Tiny titties juicy thighs
way
And my shawty look juicy
No Minute Maid
We got steady motion
Like we on a train
And we moving smooth
But we gonna bang
She keep me cool and she
these honey sweet like juicy pussies I been in, my sugar sins
I lick my fingers after eating it like Pringles chips
They say talent win games but
down for what?
Turn down for what?
Yeah, there you have it, nigga
Memphis Tenn (Turn down for what?)
Yo Gotti, Juicy J, Drumma Boy, DJ Drama (Turn down
pimpin'
Tearin' up them clubs with that syrup syrup sippin'
Club full of drugs on the curb just kickin'
Juicy J a jiggalo with 85 women
Ridin' in
winning the oscar only some would last due to pressure
And be the last man standing
Dj paul and juicy j, the (last 2 walk)
Smoke it up, what you do,
pimpin'
Tearin' up them clubs with that syrup syrup sippin'
Club full of drugs on the curb just kickin'
Juicy J a jiggalo with 85 women
Ridin' in
time for quality control like
J
5
You pick a rhythm then you hit em with a vision
No creativity caused by the fuckin televisions
Envision
A future
changes colors
But there's our house that makes us a sign from far away
It's light over the horizon sparkles like a dot
I already see myself by your side
What have you done to me ohhhh Uhhh
The thing no good at all
You see am
Baby why you you run
Baby why you run what if 30bg sign the boy
Shebi you run
Oya
Who knew in the end it would be me n you
when all else has failed we pull thru
no zodiac signs, no hints, we had no clue
life doesnt happen to you,
it's my last day
Fuck like it's my last day (yes sir)
Fuck boys wanna blast me (Juicy J)
This might be your last day (Joe Budden let's get it)
But it
So pucker up and take a drink now quickly
Oh what fun it is laughing at nothing
By this age we all have it down
A half full glass spills so
like valentines
I get big checks, ty dolla sign
Block hot, J’s in my pocket
Nonstop, we ain’t stopping x2
Poof, i’m gone
I got these J’s blowing up my
Uh
Uh
Yeah
(J-j-j-j-j-Cardim)
Yeah
Yeah
These niggas losin' their minds
You find that there's no reward
They say they already home
It's
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