Lyrics:
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
motherfuckers mind
I pop the 9, you pop the 9
And all y'all motherfuckers dyin'
We gon drive by
We walk up and do these Niggas out the game
We sell 2 shot,
I think I'm caught in between
I think I’m caught in between
No man ever was wise by chance
Most y'all never go broke by choice
I'd reconsider
Who's
O.J. ,
Signs are posted we like your play,
A quarter back sneak need a place to stay.
You got support without a negative thought,
You feeling good even
Yeah
Tired of walking contradictions
Spitting fiction like its wisdom
If I invest to ingest
I'll get upset by what they're missing
Three daughters
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,
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
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
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
ain't fuck what you mean playa
(Juicy J)
Playas from tha Hollywood
Evergreen is my hood
Smokin' city
Show them gold teeth
Ridin' in tha woods
introduction
But by the way, hmm, nice butt?
Let's go chill so I can get to know you better
Her first name was Loretta, she drove up a Baretta
We got to my
(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
never be rich
Rather trade a hoe for mackers dis predemption
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Juicy J
its on! Why you shakin whatcha want to do
I gotta 357 brand
the Henny in my hand getting litty in the booth
Yeah we keep it smooth mixing gin and juice with Juicy J rolling papes
Tonight this Maui wowie's gonna make me
name Big Bub,
I'm from the Def Squad nigga, so show me some love,
When I spit, I grab the dick, I'm like Puff
I can't stop until I'm in helicopter
and undercover dwellers
They are here to be placed into helicopter propellers
And the narcotic snatched up by the seat of his pants
His face was driven into
about my dollar change 50 get him spent
My blue print
Black Carter
HOV ain't want me on the ROC but I'm the hottest on the corner
A to Z I rock J's hit
(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
I'll admit
I don't know
How to feel yeah
But I know
That I'm cold with the pen yeah
We can fly out to japan
Eiffel tower like in france
I'm not juicy j
my dogs knew her
Drip, drip, Lucy, Biggie, juicy
You talkin' to me Jack? You hatin', you know me
You nosebleed, I'm floor seats
Back on that ass
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
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
I told you boys Juicy J is on that M-Town
Got that cheese coming in choking green by the pound
I'm rolling with the Three 6, let 'em peep this
Make
ain't fuck what you mean playa
(Juicy J)
Playas from tha Hollywood
Evergreen is my hood
Smokin' city
Show them gold teeth
Ridin' in tha woods
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