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juiced up - young dolph lyrics

[verse 1: young dolph]
worry about his b*tch, the crazy part, his sister on me
i’m fresh as f*ck, shooting videos with my pistol on me
got the whole south memphis ready to [?]
got no respect for fake rappers, that’s why ii’m sh*tting on them
the sh*t i say, n*gga i really meant that
[?] b*tch i lived that
this sh*t ain’t new to me
i done been here before
spent enough money to [?] on designer clothes
i crack my 20 ownce and pour a duse up
young n*ggas getting money, so they juiced up
i walk up in the club, and it’s juiced up
the streets saying “dolph, where that new stuff?”

[chorus: young dolph]
i do what i want to, b*tch i’m goofed up
they say dolph got the streets f*cked up
n*gga you already know what’s in my cup
my whole hood with me, and they juiced up
young n*ggas with me, and they juiced up
i got the whole f*ckin city juiced up
paper route empire f*ck the streets up
n*gga you already know we juiced up
[verse 2: tim gates]
you can’t do nothing but see me
earings look like 2 high beams
money extra crispy, look like it just got dry cleaned
paper route empire, oh yeah that’s my team
fresh everyday, so it look like i’m a [?]
so juiced up, so juiced up
ride through the hood, chuck a doose up
with them long nights when i go to sleep
same time you hear the rooster
just a sacrifice, cause i just wanna ball
platnom plack on the way, man, go make room on the wall
man i’m so gone
to the point that you can’t see me
n*ggas used to doubt me, but now they just believe me
hoes wanna f*ck, years ago they just would tease me
hustle like i’m starving, cause i sware my pockets greezy

[chorus: young dolph]
i do what i want to, b*tch i’m goofed up
they say dolph got the streets f*cked up
n*gga you already know what’s in my cup
my whole hood with me, and they juiced up
young n*ggas with me, and they juiced up
i got the whole f*ckin city juiced up
paper route empire f*ck the streets up
n*gga you already know we juiced up
[verse 3: young dolph]
i threw up [?] for the dj
got all of them some head, now that dolph on replay
show these n*ggas how to stash, sell this sh*t on ebay
at the club with your baby mama, got some head on the freeway
now she juiced up
what i told her? i wanna f*ck
that good head was all i want
lift her up, then put her out
[?] done burned down
[?] in my city, don’t get it twisted, i’m from the south
streets love me because i keep it rizzle
me and daddy o ran through half a mizzle
gave johnny 30, now my wrist on chizzle
see straight through you p*ssy, n*gga just like a windshield

- young dolph lyrics

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