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Juicy J - Talkin' Bout (ft. Chris Brown & Wiz Khalifa)

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Letra

[Intro: Juicy J]

Swagger under

Trippy niggas... let's get ratchet

[Hook x2: Wiz Khalifa (Juicy J)]

I'm loadin up and I'm ridin out, they talkin shit but they hidin out

Real niggas know what I'm talkin bout...

(I'm loadin up and I'm ridin out, they talkin shit but they hidin out)

(Real niggas know what I'm talkin bout...)

[Verse 1: Juicy J]

(Trippy, trippy, trippy, turn up)

Rack after rack, I got the sack, geeked up of beans, pack after pack (yeah ho)

Stay with the nina' 2 cups and a zip, Juicy don't fight I just empty them clips (yeah ho)

Blowing like cash, high off the gas, pay 20 stacks and they run up and blast (yeah ho)

Next time you're see him this face on the shirt, next time car he ride in, stretch limo hearse

See why you niggas mad nigga, that to me you so cash nigga

Stuffed in a Louie bag nigga, Juicy J be that nigga

Big bag of that stank killer, codeine in my drink killer

Mostly niggas be lyin sayin they is but ain't killers

Nigga wanna play with me, I'm a break him off

Give my youngins, they'll do it, I'm a bring em out (get em)

They gon' get on your ass then they flyin takin off (get em)

Nigga we gon take a life before we take a loss [gunshot]

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]

My diamonds sing like Ray J homie, every day's a payday

Rollin up that KK, now it's going down like mayday

All my niggas be chilling, stacking money to the ceiling

Used to smoking out the parking lot, now we owning a building oh

Used to tell niggas I was gonna here but they ain't really understand

Now they see me in that brand new Rari and start to think I'm the man

Now my jeans cost a grand, now my shows fill the stands

Now they see that I'm ballin cause of how they bring in them bands, ooh

Now when niggas be tourin, now my money be foreign

All my niggas be scorin, section very important

I'm cakin up, you fakin up, I'm rollin weed when I'm wakin up

Instead of talkin shit and try to hate on us just grab a joint and come bake with us

(Fuck nigga, hahahaha, uhh)

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Chris Brown]

(Look, okay, okay)

Front page, I'm on the news: nigga call me a dropout

Real nigga, 100, never needing no copout (nah)

Diamonds on my chain just pop off, you already know what I'm bout

Got bad bitches from overseas but I need a big ass from the south

Look at us, we made it, bottles up in the air now

25 racks a night, give a fuck bout sweating your hair out

Getting trippy man with some frisky things; I am the shit and you niggas anus

'Cause if I mention ya'll I'm a make you famous you still ain't nothing, I'm stainless

We famous, anything you want right now, baby girl just name it

And I'm a get real deep in the pussy; the number one nigga, ain't no need for replacement

Getting in my spaceship, I'm high as a bitch, fly as a bitch

Okay Juicy and Wiz, every day we do this shit

[Hook]

Mike WiLL Made It - 23 (ft. Juicy J, Miley Cyrus & Wiz Khalifa)

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Lyrics

[Miley Cyrus]

I'm in the club high off purp with some shades on

Tatted up, mini skirt with my J's on

[Juicy J (x2)]

J’s on my feet

So get like me

[Miley Cyrus]

I be in the club standing on the couch

In them Wolf Greys like it's my house

Drinking out the bottle, I got no respect

Looking like a model, who just got a check

I back it up, cause I don't give a fuck

If you're a lame, that's a shame you can't hang with us

I'm MC Hammer fly, you can't touch

J's so fly I should work at Flight Club

Put on my J's and dance the whole night away

I’m naughty by nature like I’m hip-hop hooray

With my hands in the sky, I wave ‘em from side to side

My feet on the floor, I’m ’bout to turn up now

I'm in the club high off purp with some shades on

Tatted up, mini skirt with my J's on

[Wiz Khalifa]

I be rockin' J's or

I be rockin' Taylors

I got lots of flavors, my kick game is major

More kicks than the players, call me up I'm scorin'

Hit it like a free throw, tongue out like I'm Jordan

Smiley, Miley, come swing the thing right by me

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Gotta a joint if you wanna get stoned

Got choppers if they wanna try me

Pro athlete I'm not no wannabe

Waitress asked how many bottles? I said 23

[Miley Cyrus]

Put on my J's and dance the whole night away

I’m naughty by nature like I’m hip-hop hooray

With my hands in the sky, I wave ‘em from side to side

My feet on the floor, I’m ’bout to turn up now

I'm in the club high off purp with some shades on

Tatted up, mini skirt with my J's on

[Juicy J]

I stay showin' out, my kick game is a beast

I got thirty pair of J's that ain't never been released

Flu game twelve, Space Jam 11

On the hype beast sick, they gon' need a paramedic

Turn up, turn up, turn up, I got trippy, I stay live

All this purple in my cup, match them grape 5's

I'm so high, I got three bitches that go bi

I'm so fly, I'm gettin' head like a blow dryer

[Miley Cyrus]

Put on my J's and dance the whole night away

I’m naughty by nature like I’m hip-hop hooray

With my hands in the sky, I wave ‘em from side to side

My feet on the floor, I’m ’bout to turn up now

I'm in the club high off purp with some shades on

Tatted up, mini skirt with my J's on

Katy Perry - Dark Horse (ft. Juicy J)

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Lyrics

[Juicy J]

Yeah yall know what it is

Katy Perry

Juicy J

Uh huh, let's rave!

[Verse 1: Katy Perry]

I knew you were

You were gonna come to me

And here you are

But you better choose carefully

Cause I-I-I

I'm capable of anything

Of anything

And everything

[Pre-Chorus]

Make me your Aphrodite

Make me your one and only

But don't make me your enemy

Your enemy

[Chorus]

So you wanna play with magic?

Boy, you should know what you're falling for

Baby, do you dare to do this?

Cause I'm coming at you like a dark horse

Are you ready for?

Ready for?

A perfect storm?

Perfect storm?

Cause once you're mine

Once you're mine

There's no going back

[Interlude]

Hey! [etc.]

[Verse 2: Katy Perry]

Mark my words

This love will make you levitate

Like a bird

Like a bird without a cage

We're down to earth

If you choose to walk away

Don't walk away

[Pre-Chorus - Variation]

It's in the palm of your hand now baby

It's a yes or a no?

No maybe

So just be sure

Before you give it up to me

Up to me

Give it up to me

[Chorus]

[Verse 3: Juicy J]

Uh, she's a beast

I call her Karma

She eat your heart out

Like Jeffrey Dahmer

Be careful

Try not to lead her on

Shawty's heart is on steroids

Cause her love is so strong

You may fall in love

When you meet her

If you get the chance you better keep her

She swears by it but if you break her heart

She turn cold as a freezer

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That fairy tale ending with a knight in shining armor

She can be my Sleeping Beauty

I'm gon' put her in a coma (Woo!)

Damn, I think I love her

Shawty so bad

I'm sprung and I don't care

She ride me like a roller coaster

Turn the bedroom into a fair

Her love is like a drug

I was tryna hit it and quit it

But lil mama so dope

I messed around and got addicted

[Chorus]

Maejor Ali - Lolly (ft. Juicy J, Justin Bieber)

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Lyrics

[Intro]

She say she love my lolly

She wanna make it pop

She say she love my lolly

She wanna kiss the top

She say she love my lolly

She love my lollipop

She say she love my lolly

[Verse 1: Maejor Ali]

She say she love to party, girl, I love your body

Why you on the table? Cause you know I'm watching

She say she love my molly, so we can leave this party

And go back to my hotel, and don't stop for Hibachi

Don't stop in the lobby, I hope you massage me

I hope you can take it when I make you call me papi

Club about to close, come up out them clothes

I'm about to give you what you asking for

[Pre-Hook]

Order what you want girl, it ain't no problem

I'mma tell the waitress that my baby need a bottle

Order what you want, said it ain't no problem

Got a piece of candy and it's all for you

[Hook]

She say she love my lolly

She wanna make it pop

She say she love my lolly

She wanna kiss the top

She say she love my lolly

She love my lollipop

She say she love my lolly

Girl I love them heels, and yeah I love that dress

I wanna take you home, show you I'm the best

She say she love my lolly

She love my lollipop

She say she love my lolly

[Verse 2: Justin Bieber]

Throwing up a G note, like I'm at a casino

I'm all fancy, yeah I'm popping Pellegrino

I'm in the El Camino when I pull up on the scene though

You know I'm a real OG and baby I ain't from the T.O

I'm messing with the clique though, meet me on the sixth floor

No you ain't a model, you should let me take some pics though

Windows down, speakers loud, look down at my sneakers now

Got so many features, tell the creatures just to beat it now

Fifty for the necklace, look down at my set list

Got your girlfriend at my crib watching Netflix

Let's just admit that I'm the bestest

Guess this, you ain't never ever on the guest list

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Juicy J]

Yessir

Ass everywhere, throw them dollars in the air (mhmm)

Bring your swimming gear, Juicy J the millionaire (mhmm)

She pop that pussy on me, I fell back in the chair

Bands a make her dance, molly make her lose them underwear

Booty cheeks I'm geek'd (You know it) all her friends are freaks (You know it)

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And I think she love me, I've been hitting it for a week (swish)

I drill it, slap it silly, need a super freak like Ricky

I'm Rick James bitch, I slip myself a mickey

Got so much money in my pocket

With a real bad chick from the tropics

With silicone racks with a real big ass

Make her bounce it like hydraulics

Kevin Hart, I got purple on the plane (we smoking)

Let's call the boys (let's go), let's run a train (trippy)

Eve - She Bad Bad (Remix) (ft. Pusha T & Juicy J)

Artista: Eve

Canción: She Bad Bad (Remix) ft. Pusha T & Juicy J

Letra:

Bad, bad, bad, bad, she bad, bad, oh

Oh, she bad, bad

Oh, she bad, bad - oh, she bad, bad

Oh, she bad, bad you know she that bad

Potluck Push, dip your hand in my grab bag

Matte black Benz perfect for my black ass

Only know who’s in it when I open the back half

Hot as a back draft, they know he on fire

Any nig*a deny it, you call his mother a liar

Only here to inspire, if she like it, I buy it

Tryna take a ghetto chic and put het up on designer

She don’t fu*k with the buyers, all she know is suppliers

How to watch the drug money, hide it under the dryers

Oh, she bad, bad so fly she jetlagged

Eve, let ‘em go, we both that the best last

Oh, she bad, bad - oh, she bad, bad

Yeah, that’s right, I’m badder than ‘em

E-V-E, the cataclysm

Blow ‘em out the fu*kin’ water

Kill ‘em dead, call the slaughter

Ain’t my fault, I had it built up

Had to get it out my system

Now I’m back

Forget about them other chicks, man, you won’t miss ‘em

Yeah, E-V-E hungry like a lion

I ain’t never easy, never scared, why you tryin’?

Your gimmick make me sicky

What you selling I ain’t buying

Man, I live up at the top so you keep climbing

No they can never catch up

Me, I’m the chick that keep ‘em under pressure

And every nig*a smell her wan’ sex her

They say they wan’ protect her

But really they just wan’ kiss and caress her

Now sit your ass down

Cause class is now in session

They like

Oh, she bad, bad - oh, she bad, bad

Rolling papers and rolling Swishers

Getting high as a light fixture

In the club with a bag of money

Getting beckoned from a white stripper

Watch cold as an igloo

Chain cold as an icicle

You might think I’m balling out

But this is how I live my life, nig*a

You say that’s your wife, not tonight, nig*a

I’mma spend the night with her, stick this pipe to her

When she leave, she say my name

Juicy J, he did his thing

I’m leaving with her best friend

She know what’s up, we trippy, mane

She want a hustler on his job, not you foo-foo nig*as

She want a hustler on his job, I got beaucoup figures

All across the nation take your chick on vacation

I’m getting dome while I’m in a foreign racing

Bad, bad, bad, bad, she bad, bad, oh

Oh, she bad, bad

Oh, she bad, bad - oh, she bad, bad

Oh, she bad, bad - oh, she bad, bad.

Wiz Khalifa - Gone (ft. Juicy J)

Canción: Gone

Artistas: Wiz Khalifa, Juicy J

Letra:

Yo, Ya'll kniow what it is,

Money, Drugs, & Bitches.

All Day, errday, mhmm.

Listen to this shit nigga, you might learn something.

OG in my zow, hell naw, we aint smoking Reggie.

Bout to be a dad, but got way too many kids already.

Niggas stealin swag, niggas stealin ad libs,

all about my cash so I'm always talkin cash shit.

This gin already poured, this joint already rolled.

I just got off the plane, now im back to getting blow

I'm not trynna play you, im not trynna pay.

I sell tons of swag, & give rhymes away,

I got cars to buy, I got flights to make,

Smoke hundred twenty, five times a day. ugh

rollin weed & countin green

On the top no in between, ugh.

We the only real niggas left, Rest in peace My young & teff.

(Chorus)

And we gonna smoke until its (Gone, gone, gone,gone,gone)

buy the bar until its gone, gone, gone,gone, gone

and spend it all until its Gone ,gone,gone,gone, gone

Ugh, These niggas stealin swag, where'd they do that at?

That aint kk in your bag, where they'd grow that at?

Less than 500k, where they move that at?

Not in Taylor Gang makin cake, we doin that.

Think I'm doing that. New car, aint no roof in that

Niggas boofin bad, they know aint no truth in that.

Got my weight up, now my hate up, but I'm cool with that.

Hate you rich, but love you when you doin bad.

Now that I got cake, they say "Hey, whatchu do with that?"

Count them Louis bags, Chanel, just so my chick could brag

Dropped a 100k, just so my click could rag.

Paid in full bitch, Taylor Gang, we livin that. ugh.

(Chorus)

That loud all I smoke, might fuck around do blow.

Strippin bitches on coke, pour gin down their throat.

The more money I throw, the harder they gonna go.

I can never go broke, trust me man, I know.

Still off them pills, trippy niggas for reals

Neck full of them diamonds, my sprite stay on chills

Rich til I'm killed, always spendin my mills

Before you was born, bitch I had a record deal.

Smoke a whole pound of weed, like its just an eighth

Smokin all day homie, I dont need a break

Swear my lungs didn't seen better days

and I watch it get owned cause it escalate

I'm rollin up again, watch how high I get.

And I dont need rehab, I'm not trynna quit.

(Chorus)

Wiz Khalifa feat. Snoop Dogg, Juicy J & T-Pain - Black And Yellow [G-Mix]

[Wiz Khalifa]

Yea, Uh huh, you know what it is

Black and yellow [x4]

Yea, Uh huh, you know what it is

Black and yellow [x4]

[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa]

Yeah, uh huh, you know what it is

Everything I do, I do it big

Yeah, uh huh, screaming that’s nothing

What I pulled off the lot, that’s stunting

Repping my town when you see me you know everything

Black and yellow [x4]

I put it down from the whip to my diamonds, I’m in

Black and yellow [x4]

[Snoop Dogg]

Big Snoop Dogg and Wiz Khalifa

see on the West Coast I’m the big Chief-a

Grim reaper, maybe that bring me that, yellow lack

still a logo in the back

we banging out, that taylor gang

dub to your face baby till ya say my name

don’t get your clique served

so much Black and Yellow you would think I’m from Pittsburg

Intern, get yearn

[Chorus]

[Juicy J]

I’ma bumble bee lit up like a crima tree

drinking Hennessy, I’m from Tennessy

Juicy J make their way on their own two

quarter mill for the Phantom, bitch I own you

and that go for every G that I’m fucking with

Black and Yellow bitches all around me, yeah I did

in the hearse, gotta get that reimbursed

on the pills and that purple pint of Surp

and I stay Louie down to the socks

Range, and watch, weed and glock

fiends to pop

my fans roll with them rubberband knots

I’m getting old but them rubber bands not nigga

[Chorus]

[T-Pain]

Catch me in my Lamborghini

(Black and Yellow, black and yellow)

I can rock it on the beat or Accapella, accapella

sideways in the turning lane

fire flame I be burning man

Teddy Pain bout to hurt the game

took a break for a while I’ve been learning things

I learned how to tell a nigga fuck you then

(Black and Yellow, black and yellow)

All I do is fucking win

I told y’all, told y’all

and now I’m on

you thought it was over

you thought I was gone

I’m going in, you don’t have to let me, have to let me

back from the dead like I’m Mackavelli, Mackavelli

[Chorus]

[Wiz Khalifa]

Black and yellow, all black and yellow

see me now they treating me like I’m somebody special

smoking on that good know that its me as soon as they smell it

you can chill I’m the one who get it not the one who sell it

grind everyday I’m ballin I cant help it

niggas on that bullshit my pockets full of Celtics

and them niggas hating on us give them best wishes

in the club you ain’t even on the guestlist bitch

sound like you need to get your weight up

go to sleep rich and count another million when I wake up

they wondering how I do my thang 2 words, Taylor Gang

remix g-shit

the champagnes poured nigga the weeds lit

lil mama clothes fallin like the leaves in the fall

ain’t worry bout your friends so bring em all

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