p*ss Test (Remix) lyrics

[Intro: Juicy J]
Let's go

[Hook: Juicy J]
f*ck a P.O., f*ck a p*ss test
f*ck a P.O., f*ck a p*ss test
f*ck a P.O., f*ck a p*ss test
Been gettin' trippy since I was born and I ain't dead yet
f*ck a P.O., f*ck a p*ss test
f*ck a P.O., f*ck a p*ss test
f*ck a P.O., f*ck a p*ss test
Been gettin' trippy since I was born and I ain't dead yet

[Verse 1: Jim Jones]
My main partner on life parole
He don't give a f*ck, every night we roll
Big blunts, big guns, so that first motherf*cker that like to go
No curfew, f*ck 9 o' clock
You can't see the time on this shiny watch
Matters fact, it's time to rock and it looks like my time is stuck
'Cause it's so frozen, I'm so cold, slow it down, I'm so throwed
Oh oh, those P.O.s be poppin' up any time of day
Violate, that's 90 days, violate, this nine'll spray
Either one is not a good look, matters fact, get a good look
I'm getting money, f*ck a p*ss test
Left the club and I p*ss Moët
You should keep your b*tch in check
'Fore I drop my top while she givin' neck
I'm in Detroit with that iron, pack the heat more like a Lion
You would say that I'm lying
Pack them guns everywhere we flying
[Hook: Juicy J]
f*ck a P.O., f*ck a p*ss test
f*ck a P.O., f*ck a p*ss test
f*ck a P.O., f*ck a p*ss test
Been gettin' trippy since I was born and I ain't dead yet
f*ck a P.O., f*ck a p*ss test
f*ck a P.O., f*ck a p*ss test
f*ck a P.O., f*ck a p*ss test
Been gettin' trippy since I was born and I ain't dead yet

[Verse 2: Meechy Darko]
Weed, shrooms, LSD, even got that Keenan Ivory
E pills for the feel, sleeping pills for nighty nighty
Her vagina tight-y
I lick all over, flip off all over, then I climb inside-y
sh*t I'm smoking be so potent I'm floating out my body
Watch her, kiss her
Liquor, then lick her, this liquor, I'm slizzard, my n*gga
My life is like basketball, run, shoot, and stealing
This b*tch I'm with so wet she should come equipped with gills
Trippy is as trippy does
Acid drops up in my cup
Biggest blunt of that super skunk
It's the gold fang wearing (Zombie)
Sour Diesel blowing (Zombie)
Leopard flag hanging out my pocket while I'm floating
[Verse 3: Zombie Juice]
Zombies juicy, ay Trizzy, we trippy, f*ck a p*ss test
What you know about that, hash oil, potent oil?
Mixed it up, got my brain all stuck
I'm trippy though if you ain't know
When I'm on? LSD on the tongue
Speaking tongues got her freaking off
So what you know about this? Candy flipping be the sh*t
500 degrees in here, stay burning up weed, f*ck them seeds
That's no release, we high timing
You little leagues smoking bush weed
No comparing, nothing the same
Nothing compared to the blood in my veins
All the sh*t I get tamed, smoking that dank
Mary be mine, look at the time
Enter the league of divine, eyes on the prize after the sky
f*ck my P.O. and your P.O., smoke it like it's legal
Zombie, give me brain, suck me, join that trippy train

[Hook: Juicy J]
f*ck a P.O., f*ck a p*ss test
f*ck a P.O., f*ck a p*ss test
f*ck a P.O., f*ck a p*ss test
Been gettin' trippy since I was born and I ain't dead yet
f*ck a P.O., f*ck a p*ss test
f*ck a P.O., f*ck a p*ss test
f*ck a P.O., f*ck a p*ss test
Been gettin' trippy since I was born and I ain't dead yet
[Verse 4: El-P & Juicy J]
One thing about El Product
These f*cks gotta put into their brain is
Pain by the pound been the model for millennia, f*cko
Never been sane or benevolent, no
Get the hole in your faceplate stucco’d
Rode in to the frame on an elephant, scoundrel
Talking that "Road House" throat rip, spin in to a pirouette
Dope sick gunner with a numb heart pounding
Spit a mint leaf dosage
Dosed in the most utmost potent, oh sh*t
Walk to the most hounding sounding
Little fish in an ocean of p*ss
Get twisted and tangled and mangled on principal
Your whole squadron’ll kitty cat scream
When I alf ‘em, down ‘em, eat ‘em up, ralph ‘em
How come outcomes
Even in the best bets, placed are debased when a veteran BK
Bent to the bone chip, start to get a notion to smoke sh*t
Focus, motherf*ck a P.O., C.O, CEO
And any other minion of the long armed evil
With a habit of a tight grip chokin’
Hoping the masses are broken
sh*t's about to get real trippy, let's go kids (Let's go)