Lyrics:
bring three, I got drugs, I got drinks
Bend it over, Juicy J gon' poke it like wet paint
You say no to ratchet pussy, Juicy J can't
Racks errwhere, they
it's like out there
I mean, uh, gross, look
She's just so, black
I like big butts and I cannot lie
You other brothers can't deny
That when a girl
And (Cool J) you see my hand not what I got and
(L) Strictly evil in the big box (L)
And (Cool J) It's no stoppin when my shit knocks and
(L) Get it all
juicy
I think it's time to get together
It's like that soldier, I'm right back over
Let's keep it real, we can feel each other
It's like that soldier,
Tony Montana
Maison Margiela boot right up in Manor
Wiz Khalifa da reefer, smoke by the pound
Drunk on Juicy J like I'm on the brown
Touching that
get some friends can we come over and
Put y'all in a
Kush coma kush coma,
Ku-Ku-Kush komaaa
kush coma
She pulled up late you know I'm high i smoke
Pull up on me get the worst, them 223 can put in work
I'm swerving off the yurks
But still can shoot so pull up and get murked
I can teach you how
money if you twerk
I don't really think you can twerk
(Toot toot) Twerk
If you broke, go to work
Make that big booty twerk
Make that big booty twerk
'96 I lost my dun, '97 it got worse
Fuck it, somebody out the team gotta get murked
And sat down, you play the background when shots sound off
it's like out there
I mean, uh, gross, look
She's just so, black
I like big butts and I cannot lie
You other brothers can't deny
That when a girl
the feeling
Nigga i come from the town
Where you can get murked
We known for the killing
Niggas think they from the Raq
And get put in a pack
Cause he think
betta fear
Man you hoes don't wanna clown
Man you hoes don't wanna clown, man you hoes don't wanna clown
If you do we beat ya down (X2)
[Juicy J
been smokin'
I'm hangin' out with Juicy J, nigga, so you know we smokin' mane
Yeah, mm-hmm, out here in Memphis, Tennekey, yeah
Good lookin' out,
[DJ Paul (Juicy J):]
Yeah Its Goin' Down
(Y'all Know What Time It Is) (Lil Jon!)
Three 6 Mafia!!!
[Chorus: Lil Jon (DJ Paul)]
Goose got me loose
No big king by my side cause
I be too fly leave em' shook when I walk by em
I only fuck with bosses
Make ya chick come out the closet
Juicy yeah I'm
and get some pimpin'
Do it while you can, women pimpin' too, And they
Got the upper hand, better tell that hoe to switch it
Get up on your pivot, shout out
5 mics
Hook
J.R. Writer:
You gotta feel the heathen, we guerilla breathin'
It's the Dips, get the drift, this is Killa Season
Watch him kill
the curtain on the Rama
Pack a lama, catch me lurking I'm your karma
Sleeping on me even worse'll get you murked in your pajamas
You can try but you
nigga, you can ask the nurse
And if you throw it in a bag, I bet I'll snatch her purse
Okay, I spazz, I curse
You last, I'm first
I'm on your ass like
and slump
If you got what I want won't you give me some
[Juicy "J"]
How high can you get on that ?frendly fruit??(?frendly fruit?)
How high can you get
And I wrap the game tight
You can call it vice grips
And you know your biceps get hit
With that tech if you talk
Respect it you better respect
Protect Ya
You can reach into your pocket
While I reach into my mind
Clarity is so divine
We just single the design
The physical we inherit
By visions on TV
later, if you inspire to be greater
I'll school you on the rule you need to know to be a player
We have certain tendencies that get our feelings murked
I
your cliques
The devil's in the details, triple six
It's a juicy day we might hear Juicy J
Do my dirt by lonely, treacherous way
It’s Hip-Hop hooray, but
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