Lyrics:
Your money, money, money
You can take off your clothes
Long as you coming home girl, I don’t mind
When you get off of work I’ll be
Ready to go in
your teeth on the curb
Your ass will get murked
Chaotic holding a burner
You about to get hurt
Fucking with us is no solution to your problem
Besides,
my guts
Rearrange shit
Can fuck you all
Night
No hesitation
That e&j dick
Feeln like the tropics
Fruity pebbles
In this bitch
Won't deny it
Yeah mmm
you just be riding my wave
Don't be actin you can't handle the game
Don't be stupid you'll get dropped in your place
This ain't a race you know I
heard it first
You can tune in to him, on my radio show
You know we always playin' his shit
Saturday nights, Channel 40
Hip-Hop nation, satellite radio,
getting sucked like a thumb
Boy I'm in a daze, tangerine haze
I smoke so much KK they should've called it Juicy J
Bombay and lemonade, weed get the lemon
What you looking for, what you looking for, what you need? (chorus 8x)
(juicy j)
It's about 7:30, a nigga out there early early
I'm on the ? burna?
top gutter
I hover over you lames, run for cover, end in your brain
Yeah, you did your thang but not very good
And by the looks of things, You can
ass so try me
Like Mutombo you can't get shit by me
Send you to ER son with broke
Ankles like Allen IV hehe
Hold that thought for a minute
is
I could care less about a motherfucker talkin' shit
I can't keep playing games with you boy or your pussy click
Nigga, we too deep in this
That's bumpin so hard on you hoes
The only ones talkin that shit is DJ-less niggaz
And all playa hatas you know
Chorus
[Juicy J]
Comin from the darkness
Juicy J]
I was born up in the ghetto streets
Always learn to pack the heat
Call me on my cellular phone
If you want that work from me
Cowards like
me)
What, I can tell how you jack, and you juke, you could be
From the Chi, by the way you (w-work the bitch)
Uh, and a pimp like me just wanna work
juke
To the beat from the Chi
By the way you w-w-work the bitch
Uh and a pimp like me just wanna work that bitch hard
I can see you got a fatty come
pussy get murked
He talking shit he get murked
Put something bad on em just like a curse
He ain't gone shoot it he pussy he lame
We put that red light
story on drums and a hi hat
I’m Vader when empire strikes back
Cut yo hand off if you touch the mic jack
I show up and you can’t get the mic back kuse I’m
(what's up)
As much as you feel the pain (your boy Juicy J)
(Let's get it)
Baby you know I can do you like nobody else
I be swimming in it like Michael
Fuck you (*echoed*)
(chorus 4x)
Get Buck Get Wild
Lets Tear This House Like Down
Lets Tear The Club Up Thug
Lets Do This Stuff Right Now
(Juicy J
introduction
But by the way, hmm, nice butt?
Let's go chill so I can get to know you better
Her first name was Loretta, she drove up a Baretta
We got to my
Got murked by Little T
Now you're getting murked by me
You shagged bare lads, you're a little sket
Have you heard your bars, they're fucking pep
blarting
I know you project
Baby please pull them stamps out
If you can't get them
Then it aint shit to talk about
What? What you saying
I'd rather it be
crazy, let me show a new world like Jumanji
These other niggas stuntin'
Let me see you throw that ass
So you can see me throw this money
Hit her from
you to notice me
Give you hard bars or stroke you with my poetry
And you know it's Venem, you can tell by the potency
It's venom in your veins with my
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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