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Play me some pimpin' mane, yeah Higher than a motherf**ker, dawg What's up with Juice? What's good, man? Hey, hey, hey, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah) I’m blessed What Juicy say? He be like, "Shut the f**k up!" That's it? Haha (Yeah, yeah) Reminiscing on memories from back in the park Cars parked, while dogs barked N***as was getting money, at every start This was my motivation While listening and vibin to Three 6 Mafia no baby Vanessa was taken I was so mad but DJ Paul said these hoes “vacant” Slob on my knob, while I’m еating grapes and Thinking of rhymes to write whilе Lord Infamous was spitting Thought of a punchline, but I was so weak my fist became slaps Trashing all you capping rappers These f**king back stabbers Task masters no Marvel sh*t, but play this backwards That new Juicy J strain probably fits in backwoods Back to the story Three 6 had me doing music I’m 20 years old so this sh*t might be confusing I should’ve been listening to Youngboy or Lil Uzi But I rather listen to Em, Kendrick, Cole or my n***a Juicy I never copy flows, I only have my own Looked up to Diggy & Bow then Jordan was the show Breezy with the melody and Tip with the flow Bars like Joyner, and Jeezy with my trap sh*t Lyrics like Royce make reactions NoLifeShaq sh*t Whipping in the kitchen listening to Show Out Staying Fly all the time, pop no pills cuz I don’t know how I might pop a seal, like a shark, but these streets is so shallow N***as nowadays are scared of they own shadow I don’t know how but I might win Naps best rap album Started underground but ya’ll went separate ways Calling on Juicy J like Tom Brady to make a play Yamine getting money in the studio I win F**king bad b*t*hes from NY I got the pen Ain’t sin in this rap, just a n***a tryna win Juicy J the Goat, so let’s stop the pretend Whippin' through North Memphis back in 1995 (Five) Screamin' "Mafia!", had my city hypnotized ('Tized) Gulf Stream 30,000 feet up in the sky (Sky) Dabbin' off her t**ties, goddamn, time flies Whippin' through north Memphis back in 1995 (Five) Screamin' "Mafia!", had my city hypnotized ('Tized) Gulf Stream 30,000 feet up in the sky Dabbin' off her t**ties, goddamn, time flies (Woo) Young n***as, we was gettin' paid, runnin' the game like arcade Lil' n***a Juicy been made, f**kin' your mama back stage I was getting mine in the streets, some of y'all never came outside And I'm still spendin' that paper back from 1995 Bwok, bwok, chicken, chicken Bwok, bwok, chicken heads Bwok, bwok, chicken, chicken Bwok, bwok, chicken heads Bwok, bwok, chicken, chicken Bwok, bwok (Gonna take the time to say-)
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