Lyrics:
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Yea I walk in this bitch and everybody's like wait
(Wait wait wait)
hold on is that notorious dae
I'm like gimme the mic I'm bout to spit like I'm
then take it away.
My name is Simpson, Bartholemew J.
That's Bart, with an art, and a capital be ,
Then Simp, plus S-O-N, that's me!
Introductions
Toy Box
"Ooo, I like this toy. Watch it go. Uw...wait!" (gunshots)
"We're sorry the person you are calling is dead"
[Violent J]
I was like six, I
day at a time
Cuz getting by is all that I know
I'm just takin it one day at a time
And I know one of these days I'm gon get it right
Hope you like pb&j
your cliques
The devil's in the details, triple six
It's a juicy day we might hear Juicy J
Do my dirt by lonely, treacherous way
It’s Hip-Hop hooray, but
(It's me, Jate, and Joe in the studio 3 J's)
(We got Joe squared in this bitch)
(That's how it goes gimme that ice cream)
I'm sittin' in my sorrow,
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
black and red, 10 shots to head
I grab by your throat and then I throw you on the bed
Sssh
Baby come here and gimme some head
I know that I upset we can
Toy Box
"Ooo, I like this toy. Watch it go. Uw...wait!" (gunshots)
"We're sorry the person you are calling is dead"
[Violent J]
I was like six, I
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
I'm seeing fluffy elephants as turquoise and pink
In a swimming pool full of drool with an ancient stink
Smell? Stench? Holy shit, gimme a wrench,
I
the hottest so the
Hottest I deserved the ball
It's that Cocaine Mafia connect
Juicy J, Project Pat, Montana, roger that
I'm a self made man, self made man
I'm
he kept under the floor
now I'm with the Three 6 mob pushin them Burbs
niggas done made a come up Hot Boys from the 3rd
{Juicy J}
its
in, I dip in, I dive
For bitches who follow to smoke by my side
The head tilt, just like silk, she made me get milk
The hobos, just smoke on the blunt
it comes to eatin' out, I'm no beginner and
Ummm baby you smell like dinner.
Gimme gimme what you got.
Keep it juicy keep it hot.
Can't you see
money I ain't gotta talk shit
All these shooters on my team mane
You'd only think we be playing offense
Playing with the paper now you in dank
Juicy J
from distance when the name rings bells you feel the suction
So in order to survive while going to J-Live
realize to speak wise by the way your lyrics
(Juicy J)
For all the dirt
That I did to my wife
Forgive me lord
Each and every night
Croked cops
Pull a gun don't fight
Blow you away, leave you out
piledriver like I said aaaaa
[Juicy J]
It started out in 201 lock down
me and paul in a holding cell
waitin to use the fuckin phone
waitin to get a fuckin
through so much money, so, s-so much money,
Thumbin' through so much money that I need three hands to count it
Say Juicy J must know magic, all these
(What Juicy J say? He be like, shut the fuck up)
Ayy
I like all nice things (yeah), I like ice, bling-bling
Told that boy to pipe up if he wanna
Marsupial pouch, portal combat
Yo gimme the controller one, you bet I'm on that
Soundtrack undeniably boom bap
Smooth organs and the narrative
I hear
Gatsby never could be when I rap We happy show off my beautiful gap And everything I was born with
From the juicy lips to the nappy head We the purebreds
And made that bitch do a flip on some nasty shit
Now he noticing I'm on
Gimme nasty sticks
Heavy handed shit
Fortnite cannon shit
When he throw me work
POOF
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