Lyrics:
the killin'
Cause you have fucked up wid the wrong ass bitch
[Hook 4x]
[Verse 2: DJ Paul & Juicy J]
[DJ Paul]
Man this nigga kill me
tellin' these people
of chronic
Dj p with no weed and know what
This shit is so fucking ironic
{juicy j}
I got them blood shot red eyes
Look into my eyes
Did you see a big
like a legend
I'm smokin' on the kush, you could tell by how it's smellin'
Say she got a curfew, gotta be home by eleven
If I roll up all this weed
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
swisher sweets
Want some fucking crack
Gon' and hit me on my beep
A-I-R, sipping on the barre
Nigga you don't understand
Nigga in our car
Got 4 TV's all up
swisher sweets
Want some fucking crack
Gon' and hit me on my beep
A-I-R, sipping on the barre
Nigga you don't understand
Nigga in our car
Got 4 TV's all up
up, baby come lift that dress then roll it up for me when I'm stressed
You might catch me in Atlanta looking like a boss
New Orleans and then Miami,
roll by, I got nothin' on me
'Cause the smoke's already in the air
I'm loped up with two braids in my hair
All star with the khaki suit
I'mma fuck around
beam
I'm damn good with these eyeballs
Money coming by the boat load been adding up all summer
In one day I served a thousand J's my trap house doing
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
Trynna smoke some loud with me
Than I roll up
No one else around
So I might be trynna fuck
Baby just ease up I'm rollin some weed up
You pull up we roll
[Verse 1: Juicy J]
Now I'm gonna tell you bout this flippin
When I ride down the strippin
Bentley rolls on these hoes
Couple months a nigga be
for this ride
Leanin', leanin'
Leanin', leanin'
Got that soda bowl, then we glow
White girls put coke up their nose
Shakin' ass for Juicy J
I'm
bending blocks Bumping chi shit
Before the weed get low im on the way to reload the Mary j it got me feeling like im Psychic
Pull over gotta make a quick
nigga, that to me you so cash nigga
Stuffed in a Louie bag nigga, Juicy J be that nigga
Big bag of that stank killer, codeine in my drink killer
Mostly
Written by Christo Andriopoulos
Sippin' on some s***
That you can't buy
From out the store
Split a dutch
Then roll up
If I hit you
Then you know
up
Titties sit nice she look like she done taped em up
Raw papers and hunnits my paper up might roll a juicy j mixxin the flavor up
Made the dick
All this weed in my system ain't helpin' (Ain't helpin')
And this drank got you lookin' so good (So good)
I got some mollys in my hand, I might take
off yo top
I been smoking this weed since like 12 (Smokin since like 12)
Roll a j by myself (Roll a j by my)
Making money, making wealth
Niggas watching
See me a seh (wah you a seh?)
Up to the sky (sky)
You know it's Kartel (easily)
Ladies say I'm their favorite (right away)
I just deliver it
See
the morning and yawn and roll up.
Bag up and make some runs and roll up.
5-0 behind me my n****s so hold up.
Ok made a left so continue to roll up.
Don't
nigga?
Talk about how many hos, clothes and bank rolls we got
Who we got in here?
Juicy J, Lil Wyte, Frayser Boy, Crunchy Black
Lord Infamous and me
nigga?
Talk about how many hos, clothes and bank rolls we got
Who we got in here?
Juicy J, Lil Wyte, Frayser Boy, Crunchy Black
Lord Infamous and me
the stocks
And I know niggas that'd bust off your top
I been smoking this weed since like 12 (Smoking since like 12)
Roll a J by myself (Roll a j by my)
Making
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