Lyrics:
rims still rollin' man, they off the chain
Everybody let you spin wheels, spin like a spin mill
Juicy J on syrup, pills, cruisin' down to Knoxville
rims still rollin' man, they off the chain
Everybody let you spin wheels, spin like a spin mill
Juicy J on syrup, pills, cruisin' down to Knoxville
Got the hunger of a broke rapper
Kill you while I'm rollin' up then smoke after
Catch you at your show, snatch ya, empty out the dough faster
Bentley
Got the hunger of a broke rapper
Kill you while I'm rollin' up then smoke after
Catch you at your show, snatch ya, empty out the dough faster
Bentley
a motherfucking P-I-M-P
Yeah bitch, I got my Now and Later gators on
I'm 'bout to show you how my pimp hand is way strong
You dead wrong if ya think that
a motherfucking P-I-M-P
Yeah bitch, I got my Now and Later gators on
I'm 'bout to show you how my pimp hand is way strong
You dead wrong if ya think that
broke niggas no more
Hoe relax
I am
Not one of these niggas being
Broke is not Ok to me
Slob on my knob sound like
I got Juicy J with me
Bands will make
[Intro]
C'mon, whassup nigga...
Ride over here on the dope side...
Clockin like a muh'fucka yaknow?
Let loose!
[Daz]
Time goes by, whether ya to'
cracker a day (what? Oh shit)
Girl, well, I heard the bitch was married to Tim
And started fucking with Trina
Well, I heard the bitch got hit by three
cracker a day (what? Oh shit)
Girl, well, I heard the bitch was married to Tim
And started fucking with Trina
Well, I heard the bitch got hit by three
I'm writing you to
Catch you up on places I've been
To whom it may concern
I refuse to be another being on this earth
I'm breathing for a purpose
I
can't here me then try Calling back later buh bye
ScHool Of Hardknocks an Allumni just Going Collumbine Rock After bells
Student of the Game of Dividends
got it 'cause I spend
You know I'm a rider 'cause I spin
She know she a baddy by them jaws
She gon' make it clap like it's applause
Her legs got a gap
like FIFA
So I don't really need ya
And I don't wanna see ya
Cuz I gotta homie
We party like "Neighbors"
Don't care bout the haters
Eatin Now or Laters
Caught you red-handed
Creeping up at my door
Picture this we'll be both butt Naked
Fuckin on the bathroom floor
Juicy juicy
Come and sip it
Like a sweet
Dion-ugh
Yeah, I just wanna bone ya
I'm just tryna get a lil bread, no cold cuts
I'm just tryna get a lil head, no shoulders
Made the kitty get super wet, no
motherfucker push
I'm affiliated wit more terrorists then g bush BITCH!
Verse 2
(Juicy J)
We got them niggaz gettin wild gettin buck
Havin fits
Hand
product you just beta see ya later
Everything will play in my favor getting greater
Cut the shit give your soul and sign the paper
Hands when i drive like
motherfucker is the first to bum
Like bang, ping, catch you with the sleeper
He'll draw down and then check his beeper
He's clockin' them chicks and bucks
the rain, snow, sleet, hail
You put your number on a paper said, "I would love to date ya"
And I called you the next night, and here we are later
A bond far
Juicy J]
I was born up in the ghetto streets
Always learn to pack the heat
Call me on my cellular phone
If you want that work from me
Cowards like
I'm known to be the Damager
Juicy J the couple hour bangin bangin Standarler
And I don't pump no hoes off up in my rubber like you Scavengers
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
legit
Ain't the type to take the weed and then hold it
Juicy J the type to lick a blunt and fold it
You can come by my crib and get so lit
Got a nigga
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