Youzza Flip (Remix) lyrics

by

Juicy J


[Verse 1: Jay 305]
I'm that n*gga, same old n*gga
Ain't sh*t changed, name getting bigga
Hoes be choosin, hoochies be rooting
f*ck is you doing? b*tch start screwing
I ain't here to play games witcha or kiss ya
b*tch youzza flipper, be on them dolphins
Since the 8th grade b*tch you been tossin
They used to call you choo-choo at Dorsey
Seen her at Stars? Yeah at the back doe
In and out the club? Yeah that's that ho
Kicking it with rappers? Yeah that's that ho
f*ckin with athletes? Yeah that's that ho
Anywhere the money is, is where the pus*y go
She made a career off her pus*y ho
Damn shame cause the b*tch she still broke
No judgin'
Freak show, iChat, no cuffin'

[Hook]
Youzza flip, we know you
Don't act, you ratchet
Youzza flip, we know you
Don't act, you past it
Youzza flip, we know you
Don't act, you ratchet
Youzza flip, we know you
Don't act, you past it
[Verse 2: Juicy J]
Twenty years in, you can't help but respect it
That's your retirement fund
I blew that on a necklace
In the club she bounce it
Hold my buzz, she ratchet
I gon' kill the pus*y, I should buy her a casket
These hoes don't want to be safe
These hoes just want to get paid
Tryna Captain Save These Hoes, I ought to hang you by your cape
Bet she got her Phd, baby girl a head doctor
b*tches flocking to my section
They gon' follow all the sparklers
Homie watch your b*tch when you bring her to the club, if you love her
You know she a flip, take your b*tch to my room and f*ck her
Man I know these broke n*ggas can't stand us
So police ass n*gga why don't you stop trying to handcuff

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Wiz Khalifa]
Ain't sh*t change, still young Khalifa
Big ass chain, rolling up reefer
Throwing up the gang, reppin' that Taylor
Real n*ggas break a b*tch first, they don't pay for it
[?] Brand new Ferrari
Your b*tch say she wanna f*ck me I'm sorry
Jay 305, ya that's that one song
TGOD, I f*ck her with my chucks on
[?] what you gon' do
We heard you a flip you a b*tch we ain't f*cking with you
New clothes, new car, new everything
Heard she down to f*ck the whole squad and do everything
Well they must be p*ssed, cus these hoes ain't sh*t
Acting brand new when you the old model
Like the first camera phone from Sprint
[Hook]

[Verse 4: YG]
L.A. Ratchet
I heard that pus*y burn like acid
[?] thought you had the studio on [?]
I hope my n*gga ain't here to bareback
Afro on the clit that's a no no
Youzza neighborhood flip, they call you [?]
You at the county getting food stamps you [?]
I'm on World Star looking at new new
In Hollywood every night, ratchet
You lettin' n*ggas hit it raw, you nasty
Been on your knees sucking di*k so they ashy
You got a trip to pay for everything [?]
I passed it, ace thrashed it
Flying out of town f*ck them n*ggas shooting bast*rds
(You don't know me)
b*tch ya I do
(You don't know me)
b*tch ya I do
Youzza flip

[Hook]
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