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no rapper - juicy j lyrics

[intro: juicy j]
i’m so tired of these rap n*ggas, mane, these industry people, these f*ckin’ record labels
sh*t is fake, sh*t is phony, they f*ckin’ over people, mane
just own all your sh*t, mane, don’t give these b*tches sh*t
no percentages, none of that sh*t, my n*gga

[chorus: k carbon & juicy j]
i ain’t on no rapper sh*t (nuh*uh)
nah, i ain’t no rapper b*tch (at all)
i ain’t with that cappin’ sh*t (ain’t with it)
pull up, we clappin’ sh*t (brr*brr)
i ain’t on no rapper sh*t (nuh*uh)
nah, i ain’t no rapper b*tch (at all)
i ain’t with that cappin’ sh*t (ain’t with it)
pull up (yeah, yeah), we clappin’ sh*t (brr*brr)
[post*chorus: juicy j]
i ain’t with that rappin’ sh*t (nuh*uh), yeah, i get at the b*tch
strip club ratchet sh*t (uh*mhm), i’m drinkin’ actavis
i ain’t with that rappin’ sh*t (nuh*uh), yeah, i get at the b*tch
strip club ratchet sh*t (uh*mhm), i’m drinkin’ actavis

[verse 1: juicy j]
mane, i’m in too deep, fifty million and upcount
rich n*gga from the trenches, i could buy a public housin’
mane, i’m in too deep, i don’t see me comin’ out it
i’m a gold rushmore, data put me on the mount
mane, i’m in too deep, you can’t trick me out the streets
sprayin’ at your suv’s, shoot off the dose, now it’s a jeep
mane, i’m in too deep, i’m a shark, i can swim through it
do you fools listen to the music or just skim through it?
three 6 mafia, we been about that ratchet sh*t
jackin’ sh*t, trappin’ sh*t, that murder sh*t, i wack a b*tch
china five type of sh*t, get it? bought some clown sh*t
most these n*ggas fake, they just talkin’, they not poppin’ sh*t

[verse 2: k carbon, slimeroni & aleza]
i’m a real lyricist, don’t consider me no rapper (i ain’t no rapper)
got my name from what i toke, carbon to flip your ass better (on god)
i just stacked another ten, i still pour racks up in the mattress (up in the mattress)
drip dior with the chanel, just to catch my flight to cali
mane, f*ck a social site, i got blue checks, b*tch i’m verified (b*tch)
when gang ready to slide and doin’ drill, we call it hammer*time
b*tches that be hatin’ be the main ones that’s a fan of mine (uh*huh)
la with the pass, smokin’ on some sh*t from anaheim (easy)
all that d*mn typin’, i don’t do the enemy
if it’s pressure, drop a pin, blow that smoke off ’bout your titties, b*tch
mumble when i’m emsy, really would they ask to do business?
they know better than the sayin’ when i’m right there, we’ll have a speak (b*tch)

[outro: k carbon]
i ain’t on no rapper sh*t (nuh*uh)
nah, i ain’t no rapper b*tch (at all)

- juicy j lyrics

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