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boss nigga - juicy j lyrics

[intro: juicy j]
cant stop this money flow, broke -ss n-gg-s (never)
hatin’ -ss n-gg-s man

[verse 1: juicy j]
i got them shooters on deck ak’s with banana clips
we aint bout that talking you get smoked like castle sticks
my n-gg- only move a real n-gg-s and goons
they dont know how to talk, they only know how to shoot
drop a couple bands, and get your top cut off
while i’m somewhere with some rich white folks playing golf
my benz got a hole in the top like a dolphin
i’m on this codeine because this weed got me coughin’
from memphis tenneesse where it aint ten a ki
find a n-gg- dead in his house, he just a memory
n-gg-s starving in these streets, coming for your stash
a gun plus a mask, you do that math
still steppin’ on them blocks like hopscotch
goons on deck shootin’ like they own a shot clock
real n-gg- always countin’ like a stop watch
bullet after toaster turn you to a pop tart
hundred bands on the watch b-tch its my time
we were totin’ pistols to school before columbine
juicy j, north memphis vet
i went and bought a corvette and put it on my neck
money talk, you broke n-gg-s is deaf
b-tch i’m blowin’ on loud and so is my check
fully-automatics, no auto-tune
i don’t make no diss songs i’m leaving rappers with bullet wound

[hook x2: juicy j]
boss n-gg-, i be callin’ shots
these shakin’ -ss n-gg-s, be callin’ cops
if i got any problems, i call them shooters
my b-tch got plenty racks, i call them hooters

[outro: juicy j]
real sh-t, real spit
get your money up n-gg-
yeah, (maf…..mafia)

- juicy j lyrics

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