Lyrics:
And change yo plans
It's the numbers on your phone
And numbers on your cell
Verse 2 Juicy J
I ain't messed up by messin crooked cowards
Wit a nigga name
Si ma vie est scripté, c'est sur le mic que j'fais d'l'impro
J'la fuck, j'fais pas d'intro
Baby, j'te vois tantôt
Les rayons du soleil traversent la
[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
on a fuckin blunts
till my minds about to blow
motherfuck the universe
because we brought you da end, hoe
[Juicy J]
first I want to grab a nigga by his
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'
the semi
Mafia shit with Juicy J sippin' Henny
I got Mastro money, boy, your pockets on Denny's
I hit the beat machine, get cream for the whole team
Mafia boys be killin'
They call my Juicy J, I got that SK that be drillin'
You fuck with me you might get hit
I'm known for dome peelin'
[Chorus:
know what im saying?
Look, we about to go I 255, [yeah]straight up to Memphis.
[ya show]See what im saying, Paul said he gone meet us by Wal-Greens, we
be servin'. by the way (by the way)
Cocaine, dressed in BAPE (in BAPE)
Never stoppin' for the Jakes (never stoppin')
Extortin' niggas, yeah, they
at the Grammys, Tom Ford to my feet (ah-ha)
Boss on the avi, Rihanna screensaver
Whenever you see fat boy, I know it mean paper (we trippy, mane, uh)
Juicy J
hood doin yeah
Those are the rules in this mafia race
Tear da club up thugs mash down on a g-string...
Verse 3
[juicy j]
When we drop
Always keep it
never miss a swing
And I got to stay fly my god is Three 6 Mafia
Rolled a Juicy J and smoked myself into insomnia
(My eyes are wide)
(My eyes are wide)
could never miss a swing
And I gotta stay fly my god is Three 5 Mafia
Rolled a Juicy J and smoked myself into insomnia
(My eyes are wide)
(My eyes are
it
Filled it up long ago, give it as you wrapped it
And if you feeling ratchet, bitch I'm juicy j
Now drop it low within my highschool gpa
Dr.
after winning the Oscar only some would last due to pressure
And be the last man standing
DJ Paul and Juicy J, the (last to walk)
Smoke it up, what
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
and heavens door
As I soar through yo life
You be beggin' for some Christ
ain't no mutha fuckin' Christ
All I want to see is die
(Juicy J)
Yo sleep at night,
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
'cha said on the phone
So I suppose ho
I'm the myracist vocal
We just a choke hold, Just a (?) hold
Out the truck
Busta see ya
(Juicy J
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
[Intro: DJ Paul]
Yeah!!!!, Da Mafia 6ix, 8-Ball & MJG, Yeah! M-Town Shit, DJ Paul up in dis muthafucka!
TWhy up in dis muthafucka!
J-Green up in dis
super built
Snatch yo bitches ass if she went in my stash
Make money, get fucked up, treat women like trash
[Juicy J]
All all these hoes be sayin we
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
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