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survivin' - juicy j & xavier wulf lyrics

[intro: juicy j & project pat]
today, man, i’m celebratin’, i’m not stressin’ today
still ridin’ clean, makin’ cheese, and gettin’ my d*ck sucked (uh*huh)
still makin’ cheese, ridin’ clean, and gettin’ my d*ck sucked (shoutout to project pat)
still ridin’ clean, makin’ cheese, and gettin’ my d*ck sucked (we are not stressin’ today, alright?)
still makin’ cheese, ridin’ clean, and gettin’ my d*ck sucked (we turnin’ up, mane, let’s go)
(hitkidd, what it do, man?) ayy, yeah, uh*huh

[chorus: juicy j & xavier wulf]
still smokin’ za, ridin’ foreign, and gettin’ my brains blew (uh*huh)
still ridin’ foreign, smokin’ za, and gettin’ my brains blew
still smokin’ za, ridin’ foreign, and gettin’ my brains blew
still ridin’ foreign, smokin’ za, gettin’ my brains blew
still smokin’ za, ridin’ foreign, and gettin’ my brains blew
still ridin’ forеign, smokin’ za, and gettin’ my brains blew
still smokin’ za, ridin’ foreign, and gеttin’ my brains blew
still ridin’ foreign, smokin’ za, and gettin’ my brains blew

[verse 1: juicy j]
still hot as tabasco, yo’ ho call me, “master” (master)
i drink to get plastered, a old, dirty b*st*rd
pull up in a casper, the f8 faster
i’m cold on a b*tch like a trip to alaska
they play with a draco, they paint sh*t like maaco
they aim at yo’ taco with cans like monaco
she suck like a vacuum, i swerve, duckin’ potholes
she say she don’t suck d*ck (what?), the nerve of these thot hoes (d*mn)
i’m high like on cloud 9, might fall in a black hole (ah)
fell off, now you back on, these n*ggas put they cap on (yep)
n*ggas can’t craft my style, n*ggas be cap and gown, yeah, yeah
probably gotta keep her ’round, she eat d*ck right now, yeah, yeah
[chorus: juicy j & xavier wulf]
still smokin’ za, ridin’ foreign, and gettin’ my brains blew (still)
still ridin’ foreign, smokin’ za, and gettin’ my brains blew (mmm)
still smokin’ za, ridin’ foreign, and gettin’ my brains blew (i’m winnin’, winnin’)
still ridin’ foreign, smokin’ za, gettin’ my brains blew (charlie sheen, n*gga, winnin’)
still smokin’ za, ridin’ foreign, and gettin’ my brains blew
still ridin’ foreign, smokin’ za, and gettin’ my brains blew
still smokin’ za, ridin’ foreign, and gettin’ my brains blew
still ridin’ foreign, smokin’ za, and gettin’ my brains blew

[interlude: juicy j]
yeah, yeah
rich n*gga in my town
i’ma let a b*tch get wild, yeah, yeah
smokin’ up dope by the pound, playin’ my signature sound, yeah, yeah
sippin’ on syrup, no maple
pull up, kick door, nothin’ major
used to wear masks on capers
now i got all this paper

[verse 2: xavier wulf]
still smokin’ za, all i heard her say was “blah*blah”
n*ggas ra*ra ’til we hop in the van and ride by
sky*high, b*tch, i’m whatever you with, plus six
b*tches tryna kick, kick it back, i reckon this
i pulled up out of the mist and she hopped out and blew a kiss
smokin’ wulfpack, i’m smokin’ zaza, i keep it lit
ain’t no small fries extortin’ my guys, i’ll get you zipped
treat a n*gga like a bad hair day and get him clipped
i love my b*tch, she bought me hot chips
letto pumps in the club, my section get ignorant
play with me, i show you that’s a waste of good time spent
diamonds dancin’ on me, see me shinin’ through the he*rs* tint
[outro: project pat]
still ridin’ clean, makin’ cheese, and gettin’ my d*ck sucked
still makin’ cheese, ridin’ clean, and gettin’ my d*ck sucked

- juicy j xavier wulf lyrics

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