Lyrics:
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My story is rough, my neighborhood is tough
But I still sport gold, and I'm out to crush
My name is Cool J, I devastate the show
But I
[Intro: A friend]
Chill Twan, damn man!
That nigga Big got somethin to say?
Yo Big, what'chu got to say Big?
[Intro:]
Yeah... yeah...
Special
we swear
Baby won't you come over come here
Got Paul Couture
Got Chloe Couture “baby”
Played with Juicy Couture
They loosey goose with the ball, man
Dark days
Bumping Mary J happy
Success falling like ashes
Into her head like cdvil
Niggaz can't even book me
For my adlibs
I can't change like
still rolin' man, they off the chain
Everybody let ya spin wheels spin like a spin mill
Juicy J on certain pills, cruisin' down to Knoxville
See them
rims still rollin' man, they off the chain
Everybody let you spin wheels, spin like a spin mill
Juicy J on syrup, pills, cruisin' down to Knoxville
rims still rollin' man, they off the chain
Everybody let you spin wheels, spin like a spin mill
Juicy J on syrup, pills, cruisin' down to Knoxville
to the party
Cuz the party don't start without me, lil ho
And you say gettin' money, but it's clear that you ain't got it
If you had it then you wouldn't be
snuff money with all of my mics
Or we can brawl it out and take his life
By taking his gun, no problem
Just make sure we eating when we on the run
the two-piece
The colorful one must be the Pucci, ussy
I know the pussy really juicy
Sparks J, sips tea, cock the Uzi
Just wanna get drunk tonight
And I'ma
in it represent it
Ya'll boys, ya'll boys ain't ready for us
Project Pat, Noreaga, D.J. Paul, Juicy "J"
Hypnotize Minds in here, like this
Some of us made it some of us didn't, but still we got by
What about the good times, ain't too many but I remember
Stadium Bowl, the rest of the clubs
Some of us made it some of us didn't, but still we got by
What about the good times, ain't too many but I remember
Stadium Bowl, the rest of the clubs
a half, need a zip
My new girl is on Glee and shit
Probably making more money than me and shit
I swear to God I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one
I
ay put him in a deep hearse
ay beneath earth
ay put him on a t shirt
ay pree first
ay smoke a little refer
Got no problem for the killing
got some
girl
(Creepy girl) , no Juicy J
She's a very trippy girl (Trippy girl) , ayy
These rubber bands gon' make her dance
(Gon' make her dance) , ayy
This
Street to y'all street
If ya missed it, I stay consistant, we got heat
C-P-T style, O-G me style
The D-J, Q-U-I-K with no C style
In yo' town, don't
Zero and zero and zero and comma
These bitches be trying to make me a father
I guess you can say I got comma trauma
More money more problems was onto
Hold up
Hold on
Baby watz da debate
me and my niggaz
Aint comin to play
Niggaz is pie
Put they ass
On a plate
Finish my day
Then i promise
They i
[Slim Thug][Hook: x 2]
When I hit the club all the girls show me love
While I'm at the bar, got drank by the jug
In the v.i.p with the chicks
These hoes flock flock flock
Cuz they want to f***
But i don't give no f***
What the f***
It's J Jook put it up
All the cash that you got
You better ride
thinking bout my problems find a way out the trap
I was leaning on a crutch I was talking to the pack
Got betrayed got stabbed in way more than the back
Made
sho' you right"
Soon as she passed me the J and a lighter
Me and this hoodrat bitch got tighter
Talkin' all day on the blanket
With her ass jacked up,
won't multiply
Fuck niggas won't multiply
Igh, igh-igh-igh, igh-igh, igh-igh, igh
Yeah nigga, it's your boy Juicy J
Man, you gotta watch out for
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