Lyrics:
I gotta pour up
Stare and look at chu face
They don't kno what to do bout it
Her booty juicy I'm loving the way
That she shake it
Can barley fit by
a whip that's foreign just like my chick
She know I keep it lit
I shoot I don't miss
My shot is like swish
You do what I do
But not like this
As soon as I
for shit I ain't got shit to do with
Nigga show it and prove it
I always heard my CD wasn't big enough for a royce
but I ain't believe until we
[spoken by Juicy J]
Yes sir, once again it's on
Juicy J featuring Project Pat
Chronicles of the Juiceman
North, North Part 2
Raise your thumbs up, my
500 Pounds Good Gizzay
Music & Lyrics by Loyce P. Huston, Joyce A. Huston
Published by Lady J Huston Music
I got 500 Pounds Good Gizzay
I'm gonna
(girl) give me that dick *siren sounding*
(sucking sounds)
(chorus)
Juicy j: check in with me and do your job
Dj paul: all dirty hoes suck dick,
[J.N.:] "I can make a bigger splash than you!"
[Jimmy:] "Oh yeah, give it a shot."
[J.N.:] "Can opener!"
[Jimmy:] "Man, that one was huge."
J.N.: "I can make a bigger splash than you!"
Jimmy: "Oh yeah, give it a shot."
[While jumping up and down on diving board]
J.N.: "Can opener!"
[Big
Pull out the gin and tonic, tell me if you want it
If you like it fruity, I'mma give you juicy
Pull out the gin and tonic, tell me you can have it
If
I had a dream last night
It was a hardcore battle
I remember Katy Perry on a dark horse saddle
Followed by far more cattle
I was there alone with
Aye
Trynna hear that shit bump
Whoa
Yea
Aye
Aye
Whoa
Servin da J like Juicy
Work wit da fade like Boosie
They see me swervin da lane
They think I'm
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
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
[Violent J's Intro]
I choke... nope... that's wack hold up.
I stab you with an umbrella,
then open it cause I'm sick like a diseased Ethiopean.
[Verse 1: Juicy J]
Yah, she freaky, freaky deeky, didn't ya see her in a bikini
Porno movies we got plenty, and ya know they smoke them beenies
For
seul billet
Fuck, oh my god, god!
Is it really driven by the power of the unconscious human mind?
D'accord
Merde, j'ai raté le coche
Merde,
Sky high
Yeah
Aye
Yeah
Aye
Yeah
Aye
Aye mane say mane
What it do mane
Aye say shawty
What it do
What it do
Baby
Aye
Aye
Hey yeah
Uh huh
Sky high
Killa Klan (8x)
Chorus: Killa Klan Repeated ? North Memphis, South Memphis, ATL, Chicago
(cities differ for each chorus)
[Juicy J]
Late last
[Juicy "J"]10x
Sucks on dick...
Does it real good(Get buck motherfucker, get buck)
[Juicy "J"]
You got these million dollar niggas
Ghetto
must've been a chauffeur, she drove me crazy
No key, that space age, my ignition, I done made it
Juicy J, that's trippy ho, Taylor Gang that's trippy ho
nigga, that to me you so cash nigga
Stuffed in a Louie bag nigga, Juicy J be that nigga
Big bag of that stank killer, codeine in my drink killer
Mostly
I done seen it
Get murked by they own fucking team
I kill a nigga i kill a nigga
I kill a nigga ass if it comes down to it
If it comes down to it
Do
(uh-huh), hair slayed (yeah)
Keep the pussy juicy like it's marinated (uh)
The way I be killin' shit, I need interrogatin' (woo)
Pull up foreign and I
Juicy J he ride, it's the gang or die
The game will stress you out but that's what this dubie is for
You acting like you know me now
Never knew me
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