Lyrics:
so fly
Niggaz throw the deuces ery'time I ride by
Er-ery'body love me, I'm so fly
Niggaz throw the deuces ery'time I ride by
[Verse One]
C'mon me tell
and a nice pair of kegs
Hmm, Mr. Goodbar style
You haven't met a guy like me in a while
I jump out a cake, dance, play, shake
I ain't got no Body By Jake
and a nice pair of kegs
Hmm, Mr. Goodbar style
You haven't met a guy like me in a while
I jump out a cake, dance, play, shake
I ain't got no Body By Jake
you loose your mind, And then you loose you mind
By asking yourself how the fuck do these niggaz rhyme
Sometimes I ask myself what I really know about
It was crazy how it happened
Some niggaz rolled by in the Riviera cappin'
All I could see was a pistol spittin' rounds
And the boy was just
wit targets
Gotta raise my youngins
Till I die I'ma keep it 100
I ain't had me nothing
So you know I gotta get us something
Word to DJ Paul and Juicy J
til the sun and the earth collide
You'll be the first to hide
My words hurt and they burn inside
I'm the terror yo gimme my space
Got the matches
In the jungle i had pain i had problems
Maybe this the reason why im on my lonely
Yall niggaz be acting like i aint tault you
Whats the reason why
on the strip
But trusting the wrong niggaz got him knocked with a brick
You know people always ask me what makes us, us
Like what make us different from
Karl Wolf Juicy J Three 6 Mafia
It's going down
UGP
Let's go
Let's go
Let's go
Let's go
Oh
Hey
Oh
Hey
Oh
Hey
Oh
My ear is goin' rocky
And my
your body don't stop don't miss)
Man she got me in the zone when I watch this broad pass by
Been becking at this bitch all night but this my last try
I
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
see what I see
Niggaz still dummies yeah I see
Mahafaka got Glocks in this bitch and beefing with them guys is risky
Ahh j'ai quitter le bled là je suis
And when I got out you went to bustin your pistol, nigga you rowdy
Now how'd all of a sudden it gettin so cloudy, so cloudy
They say Krayzie got problems
y'all niggaz
You'll get a gold haircut to the nigga who cuff his hoe the most
This is W-J-I-V-E, oh shit go back shorty
You know what, fuck it next song
buk, by popular demand
We back by popular demand, doin' it big
As big as we, can, divided we fall, united we, stand
My pockets got the green but I'm not
[Intro: (Trife Da God) Ghostface Killah]
(Uh what you got here, is your approach)
Your approach gotta more guerilla on 'em
KnowImean? Just to make it
right
Got him in the Hell hole
Livin at the speed of light
Prayin that the time fly by so
He can see the light
See his kids meet a wife
All over a key
neck
I must confess there's got to be somethin in the water
Cause every year I age, I gets harder and harder
Got a team of cutthroats, niggaz with hood
up
Niggaz got beef, I'm like where it at? They talking competition, I'm like where it at?
When the notes play, I engage, highhats run away the drums
It's been a while since I spit on a track
Liftoff nigga
Liftoff
It's been a while since I spit on a track
Too busy making beats
cin't got no time
cause im poppin
They see dakhemist up and issa problem
The gas that i be rolling is the loudest
Sour or the cookiesi got options
U niggaz sweeter then
[Kriminul]
For real hip hop niggaz..
J.I.G. Mastas..
For days on I hear the same song sayin' nothin new
I'm in the cunt gettin' my blaze
"How you do me this way?"
Got me cryin' rivers like Timbaland and Timberlake, yeah
They call me Juicy J, straight up out the Three 6 Mafia
Ghetto
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