Juicy J - Right There (feat. French Montana & Chinx Drugz) lyrics

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Juicy J - Right There (feat. French Montana & Chinx Drugz) lyrics

[Bridge:] Donkey on her back side, she holdin' On the white liquor, she Patronin' All the hustlers know about her, money all around her She bust open that flower for a dollar holla leave that right there Look at that right there, look at that right there [Hook: x3] Right there? look at that right there Look at that right there [Verse 1: Chinx Drugz] I be turnt up to the max, goin off with them racks Made it in with my strap, up in here with the hats Keep my swisher full of that gas, twenty five a bag Small waist all [?] no mask In that horse stance she bow-legged When she walk, she look like she shakin' Twenty foot long, I gon' change it Man that guy is [?] Keep my pocket, que ball Hit the club, scoop two more Your money funny, Duval You [?], Rupaul Locked eyes when I seen her [?] Just like Trina Scoop em up the street and you clean em Give em dick I don't feed em Rocked up I'm freezin', hard cold I'm bleedin' Damn look at that [?], man that for no reason [Bridge] [Hook x3] [Verse 2: Juicy J] Juicy J always stay faded, countin on pills and ladies Geeked up in the Mercedez, kush blowin' like a 380 [?], bought the whole box on love While she be shakin' that a**, I'm throwin that cash and sippin' that mud A quarter pound and a double cup I'm trippy mane I don't give a f** Molly make her give it up, them bands here give it up All in my, all in my lap, she knows the words to my raps Model from the front, Cherokee from the back I wear gla** frames keep my name in her mouth The stand on this red bone I know she from the South You know I stay stuntin', got more game then Playstation Tip it one more time, that b**h goin' on vacation [Bridge] [Hook x3] [Verse 3: French Montana] Big shouts to your lady, she down low like Dayda Montana that pimp, Flowin' state them gators Hundred bands in this, hundred bands in this b**h, then we roll out New Orleans, New Orleans got that Superdome See dat, pop it, what you t**n' with? Throw a hundred bands on that pole turbulance Game we perfected, now we runnin' it First we hit Perfections then Sin City Shorty bust it open then she bring her friend She no day in front, really got them M's Mr. haaa, Montana Chinx Drugz, fall rock put that camera on her [?] [Bridge] [Hook x3]

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