Lyrics:
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
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
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
my gunz till my clips retire
America pray 'cause I don't want to expire
I'ma soldier
[Juicy J:]
I'ma U.S. mother fuckin soldier boy
Playin
là
J'reviendrai pas, plus besoin de toi by my side nan
Si t'écoute les on dit, bullshits bout me
C'est tes cops qui te l'ont dit, I got some b*****
DJ Paul and Juicy J-
I'm bout to blow them boys ass off
(Whatcha niggas wanna do?)
I'm bout to blow them boys ass off
(Talkin all that fuckin shit)
Juicy J (Big Gipp)-
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Three 6 Mafia (Here it is)
Know what I'm sayin'
Goodie Mob (Triple Six Mafia)
ATL (Big Gipp)
M-town
[Hook: Miley Cyrus]
I'm in the club high off purp with some shades on
Tatted up, mini skirt with my J's on
[Juicy J x2]
J???s on my feet
through so much money, so, s-so much money,
Thumbin' through so much money that I need three hands to count it
Say Juicy J must know magic, all these
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
Juicy J inside my system, tryna have some fun (turn it up)
Superchargin' all my motors case I have to run (skrrt)
You can have her back, I'm done
I'm
I wanna make you mine girl
Love is blind girl, PT3
Tell me what's your sign girl
Lil Sacci Killa' Damn you so fine girl
Fresh pair of boots 3000
So my nigga don't hate on me 'cause Juicy J be gettin' his bills
Clean that mug from off ya face unless you want a casket case
Nigga fuck what you
a goofy
Go to flight just for sum shoes
Yeah I got more J's than juicy
She say she got that holy body ima part her just like my Moses
I had snakes all in my
bitches for me
It's them dark skin Hershey Kisses bitches for me
Juicy J, I specialize in ratchets
Soon as I see what I want, nigga, I gotta have it
I
She a beggar but she choosey
Keep it a hunnid keep it juicy
What will it take for you to choose me
And you starting to confuse me
Like what I gotta
beee with youuuuuu
[J.Cole]
Yeah
Hey
Ay though I love you hate that bitch that's always with you
aShame I gotta put up with her shit just to get you
She
Clean family fun! (With some tragedy)
You've sunk your savings
They'll sink their teeth
Into a juicy slice! (Or a lobotomy)
Who's scared of a little
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
it's going down like greatly
Stick yo good to my whole team,
Then leave it up like mayweather
In the V.I.P., I pop 100D
That's Juicy J and this pappy
million dollar signs
Tryna do it big as Wiz, Chevy, Juicy J and Ty
Putting in our time cause you know this shit's for real
And you never woulda heard
dimples, Booty
Lookin real real juicy
Make a real nigga lose it
Bad lil body cute face, cute face
Look hour glass by the waist, by the waist
Head got
c'est mon type, hey
Bougie sans la flamme, hey
J'donnerais plus de sign, hey
Saoul, avenir trouble, hey
J'reprends mon souffle, hey
Jusqu'à ce que la mort
We never thought that we would see the day
Stop by Holmes court with juicy fruit and lemonade
That's all my granny want
Even though she know I'm
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