Juicy J - One Thousand lyrics

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Juicy J - One Thousand lyrics

Yo, my lil' bro Wiz just uh Poured me some champagne, man, appreciate that, bro I first spit some real sh**, man, you know what I'm saying so uh, you know We trippy, getting f**ed up You know what I'm saying? Roll 'em up, pop 'em up Roll 'em up, pop 'em up Roll 'em up, pop 'em up That the business, get the business up Roll 'em up, pop 'em up Roll 'em up, pop 'em up Roll 'em up, pop 'em up That the business, get the business up Trippy n***as Real sh**, real sh**, let's get it Scared young n***a, let me put you on to the game sponsored links f** who you think they know, make sure they know your name No trusting a n***a, don't trust in a n***a A n***a might come back and bust all you n***as And these hoes shy, make sure you get a price Before you roll the dice, ratchet a** hoes Pocket full of money, know a lil' somethin' Life getting silly, you get more for a bundle Take it from me pimping, me, I'm not so different The way I hear we don't consider that lyrics f** that b**h, mistreat that b**h Say it again, say that sh** again If they start telling, give 'em the barrel end Give your all again, and this will never end It's the different type of heaven for a man and a pimp Our B champ balling,these n***as still sick I'm so turnt up, I won't turn down Not that Charlie bu*ton so don't play with me Guns like roommates, they stay with me Plenty goons and they gonna spray with me n***a I'm 1000, I'mma stay a G Not that Charlie bu*ton so don't play with me Guns like roommates, they stay with me Plenty goons and they gonna spray with me n***a I'm 1000, I'mma stay a G n***a pick the wrong day for they f** sh** He mustn't heard I'm 'bout that f** sh** Baby choppa, fresh out the box, n***a You was hard then now you acting box n***a I'm on the beam, I wanna pop a n***a I blink my eyes, my youngin' shot the n***a Balling on these haters, I don't need a gym Shooting, shooting at your a** like you a rim Put your a** up like you took a swing Choppa chop 'em down, call him a limb Trippy a** n***as turnt up gin k**ers finding where you live then they going in Run up in your sh**, take your presidents k** everybody, no evidence North Memphis, we don't talk, we murk a b**h 44 k**er David Berkowitz I'm so turnt up, I won't turn down Not that Charlie bu*ton so don't play with me Guns like roommates, they stay with me Plenty goons and they gonna spray with me n***a I'm 1000, I'mma stay a G Not that Charlie bu*ton so don't play with me Guns like roommates, they stay with me Plenty goons and they gonna spray with me n***a I'm 1000, I'mma stay a G I'm so turnt up, I won't turn down I'mma stay a G I'mma stay a G I'mma stay a G I'mma stay a G

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