Juicy J
We finally gotta warm day it's clean in january
See I hopped on out my drop-top once again we rollin'chevy
Pearl paint quater green top's and them goldies
Dirty b*tches shoes and I can't go I just say hoe's please
Colla clean pass 'em on that tight to my woodgrain
System bumpin' greatest weed smokin' saves my brain
Time to get it sprayed n*ggas steal every color I get
Every time I make one of some fruit juice gotta come wit' it
Smokin' on a dime and a 4 instead of 35
Higher than mile above tha moon on tha black havin' side
Stereo illin' on some sacs lord knows I can't live without it
Everytime I flame through these tricks lil' gun I wanna shout about it
But these n*ggas kill me when that's all they wanna do
Pop these slugs up but they still wanna get f*cked up youz a damn fool
So I be like watchon' you foolz go downward every single day
While I ride clean drop top's and mean chevrolet, bustaz
Scarecrow
Scopin' these n*ggas out on the next block 'cause I know they hoe asses pushin'
Them pounds
They boomin' whole sales f*ckin' up my mail so I gotta close them down
(will have rest soon!)
Dj paul
Is it that marijuana
That got my mind clickin'
Could it be erk and j*rkin'
Dippin' through tha greens
You so clean paul
You so mean
A n*gga drunk as hell, liqa flowin' through my blood stream
Flaggin' down hoes on tha road rolled to tha cut
Honey come hide out where them n*ggas be smoked out on them
Malikai, you so high
Let me hit that grapefruit gin
Hopped back in tha pearl thang doin' about 110
Grin on my face
'cause I know I'm 'bout to make it rich
Triple six mafia '95 and we runnin' sh*t
n*ggas know tha scope I'm tipped toes on these funky hoes
Everytime you see tha chevy ridin' it be full of smoke...