Juicy J - Trash lyrics

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Juicy J - Trash lyrics

b**h Why should I give a f**? Why should I give a f**? Worked for this money, take a look at my paper I'm proud of myself Look how far I've done made it Look how much you done fell, facts Look at my account You can call my accountant yourself, wealth Forgot to pay the mortgage Million dollars sittin' on the shelf I did this for Memphis Don't mean you can do it as well Hell, I've been through the struggle I seen every level, no n***a can touch me My juice is Egyptian, the pharaoh don't like bein' bothered And touched by the b**hes who ugly My dick got an ego Your p**y better fit a f**in' kilo Spent 20 racks in the shower My soap worth more than your album 37 hundred dollar dinner Let the waiter write his own tip, n***a I'm livin' Your wife on the Instagram lookin' for me, your ring on her finger She t**n', she s**in', she f**in' for help Don't look at me like you would look any n***a Look at yourself b**h rollin' up on camera, get lit 50 thousand [?] with the best weed, get lit n***as in the club actin' like they know me, they ain't it When I plug in this whole sh**, get lit Why should I give a f**? Why should I give a f**? You n***as trash Why should I give a f**? Why should I give a f**? b**h I'm the man Why should I give a f**? Why should I give a f**? You n***as trash Why should I give a f**? Why should I give a f**? b**h I'm the man Shawty mention any rapper she dated b**h I'll call them n***as, run a train on you n***a we made it, b**h you related to ratchet Your p**y eat Now & Laters I be on these flights and I'm tired of waitin' I just make this sh** look easy I do it in my sleep, I do it for the streets I'm huntin', I'm sheddin' Plenty of blood, the sweat and the tears Paid dues, no receipts Paid the cost to be the boss Just know Juicy ain't cheap f** you, pay me, more money, more problems n***a tried to sue me for 'bout a hundred K Told the n***a "Whatever" I calculated what I got in my account, n***a I dare yah Took my n***as to dinner, the money never divorce Sometimes they gotta go if they're lightin' the torch My girl wanna settle down, I work too hard for this sh** I don't give a f** about feelings, I'm rich b**h rollin' up on camera, get lit 50 thousand [?] with the best weed, get lit n***as in the club actin' like they know me, they ain't it When I plug in this whole sh**, get lit Why should I give a f**? Why should I give a f**? You n***as trash Why should I give a f**? Why should I give a f**? b**h I'm the man Why should I give a f**? Why should I give a f**? You n***as trash Why should I give a f**? Why should I give a f**? b**h I'm the man

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