Lyrics:
a mentor
Your in the game yet your not a member
I can be juicy and you be the fruity
Stop playin games this ain't no call of duty
Chill at my place we can
rich so all that fuck boy shit you kickin' don't offend me
Don't get killed off in this bitch
I spit mills all in this shit
Boy it's been eleven years
you there like B.I.G took niggas to New York
"Juicy" had us feeling like we was from New York
And that's real shit blazed the Philly
It's summertime
now strong
Niggas want war I get you
Murked by a wild jawn
The only reason I ain't on
And my niggas is on
Is cuz I got stuck on the
Gold pot that I'm
the town
Don't let your gangsta, get you murked up
Fagot ass homeys done got you worked up
Rappers can't come around, y'all wide rap is dead
Freeze,
get me my pay
What you talkin bout?, nigga roll up my j
Im an outlaw, stop judging my case
Off this world yeah i need me some space
Big black booty
you talking bout
[Hook]
Can I get paid playa, can I get paid
I know that's you on twenty's who I saw up in the Escalade
Ask ya boy do he want
I'm payin' homage 'cause you've paved the way for me, yeah yeah
See, Mary J. I want you to understand
You paved the way for me
I'm givin' homage
I got it for sale, nigga, I got it for sale
If you want it, you can get it 'cause I got it for sale
I got it for sale, nigga, I got it for sale
If
you
You want trouble, I got plenty
How you want it, full or semi
I'm so rich so all that fuck boy shit you kickin' don't offend me
Don't get killed off
you
You want trouble, I got plenty
How you want it, full or semi
I'm so rich so all that fuck boy shit you kickin' don't offend me
Don't get killed off
you
You want trouble, I got plenty
How you want it, full or semi
I'm so rich so all that fuck boy shit you kickin' don't offend me
Don't get killed off
you
You want trouble, I got plenty
How you want it, full or semi
I'm so rich so all that fuck boy shit you kickin' don't offend me
Don't get killed off
you
You want trouble, I got plenty
How you want it, full or semi
I'm so rich so all that fuck boy shit you kickin' don't offend me
Don't get killed off
shit only show them real niggas you don’t really want it
So keep calm and get money
[Verse 1:Juicy J]
30 block, 30 rounds, AK 100+
Better know it’s
Fortune, fashion, Fame
The riches nigga in this business
You should see she glad I came
When I'm bumping that Juicy J
I get strippers like Jay The P
Bounce
tell you no lie
People ain't gon' be real
Do your best and get by
Get by, get by like
Ooo child
Life is gonna get real
I can tell you no lie
People
them to spray you but I could've murked you
I did a commercial but didn't go commercial
My circle so small you can't fit in my circle (it's Gucci)
I'm
(Juicy J)
For all the dirt
That I did to my wife
Forgive me lord
Each and every night
Croked cops
Pull a gun don't fight
Blow you away, leave you out
is the motive daily, motive daily
Hustle can't get it by being lazy, being lazy
Can't trust no bitch wit her hands out
When God blessed you with
it used to be
I'll be you, so that time will by
And I can't help but to think about you day and night boo
After the snow boo, it's me and you boo
in my flying saucer
Juicy J - the new skywalker, I'll put your ho in a body auction
When I'm having fun, I'm still getting paid
Got a whole lot
you hop on ya track and
Lie in your verse, dawg, if I get
Smacked somebody get murked off, casket shit
Funeral time and we
Ain't gon' do this rap shit
Mafia boys be killin'
They call my Juicy J, I got that SK that be drillin'
You fuck with me you might get hit
I'm known for dome peelin'
[Chorus:
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