Lyrics:
Yonny
Yeen da only from da slums
Ask the streets I get it done
Young n**** hit you up like Barry Bonds
If you steal a home plate then yo tables gone turn
high
Gettin by
Livin' life
Like if you won't ever
Die Da da
It's only today
Tomorrows too late
We all on our way
To the star dust
From dust we all came
mind 'cause I'm Juicy J
Throw, and I get a nine, tint all in my cars
Hoes acting hard
Blowing smoke on a broad call my boys like all aboard
Turn up
celebrate off the D"usse
She say im B.I.G. I like it juicy
And what ya dude say
We don't care we don't care
You can see the vibe blessed
Say a prayer say
that shit by the bay
I'm that nigga round the way
This that boy, on that block, squeeze that ratchet everyday
This that swerving from the cops
Give
microphone
Come and get this ice-cream cone
Or I'll deliver it when your daddy ain't home
Grown and healthy, that's how I like 'em
Big juicy legs
microphone
Come and get this ice-cream cone
Or I'll deliver it when your daddy ain't home
Grown and healthy, that's how I like 'em
Big juicy legs
and juicy so don't Pilates nothin'
Drinkin' too much Lou you
Might be karate punchin' or at the back of the club
Attending the naughty luncheon
Satin,
or nothing, it's no room for bluffing
They all think they sick, and I'm Robitussin
They don't want problems, at least not with me
Don't hit you back, cuz she
feat. DJ Paul, Lil Chat, Juicy J
* from the forthcoming "Mista Don't Play"
(chorus)
bwok bwok, chicken chicken
bwok bwok, chicken heads (boy
Got da P for for the low, but I’m taxing
Whatever dat I cop from da plug, he gone match it
Nigga play, you can catch a slug, I’m not with da rapping
J.Lo I get down on the ass o tate
Get your back up off the wall
When your out with me turn up the degrees
2 turns rock your head to your feet
Totally psychic, open your mind quick as the vibe kicks
Moederfok it, I skeem this vibe's rou'
Jislaaik yo
Yo yo yo yo check out this hype flow
I go by
I'll be the one leavin', ah
Ten unread messages from Eil— from who?
Ugh, why should I check them? It's not like she checked mine back then
Eleven unread
like to live
I want it all or nothin'
Back in the days I was broke, no joke
Fucked up in town, no Gs, no hope
A nigga used to hike home from school
bah-da-da-da)
The Addy kicked in, I'm Michael Jackson bad (bad)
Now, what's your CashApp? I'm tryna hit you from the back (hit you from the back)
The Addy
Karl Wolf Juicy J Three 6 Mafia
It's going down
UGP
Let's go, let's go
Let's go, let's go
Ooh
Hey
Ooh
Hey
Ooh
Hey
Ooh
My ear is
you can't fuck with
They thought luck did it, but it didn't cause I'm back again
Back with the Big and my new-found friend
Sliding in from
loud six feet my ego grow
Shawty grip it both hands letting off my eagle low
Bust it back and forth there's no remorse
I win of course I'm in
You
[DJ Paul (Juicy J):]
Yeah Its Goin' Down
(Y'all Know What Time It Is) (Lil Jon!)
Three 6 Mafia!!!
[Chorus: Lil Jon (DJ Paul)]
Goose got me loose
self you ain't scared when I run in
your chick I ain't bout no games woady its your life or yo bitch
Apologize when I pass by bootin my grill
3rd
hit that, crack rock, I sold that
Oxy, I hid that, right by my nutsack
Fuck pigs, I bust back, learned that from Deuce rat
Peanut and B-loon, had
in it
Got the lobby in it, Tommy in it
The trunk got a body in it
Niggas be like he bodying it
Ziplock full of J's
Closet full of J's walking on my
to play
You better bet on ya mommies
That I'll come up in May
Bust down
And then you clap
Watch me hit it from the back
Drive a foreign
Need a map
Swear
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