Juicy J - Deez Bitches Rollin lyrics
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Deez bitches rollin, yes sir, we rolling up, we here
Money pouring down, drank pouring up, you know it
I’m fucked up, yes sir, it’s time to fuck, we trippy
She fucked up, aha, she trying to fuck, she going
Deez bitches rollin, yes sir, we rolling up, you know it
Money pouring down, drank pouring up, you know it
I’m fucked up, yes sir, it’s time to fuck, we trippy
She fucked up, aha, she trying to fuck, she going
College hoes love alcohol, and popping adderall
And anything that got something to do with withdrawals
They on they highest degree, by swallowing ecstasy
Strippers on campus, looking for them grant fees
Up in the chick’s dorm room blowing hash
Grabbing ass, getting becky, that’s that trippy swag
Molly in my system but I ain’t turned up yet
Smoking paper jets with a blonde and a brunette
They snortin blow, I’m double cuppin Juicy toss all hoes, no handcuffing
Fuck her once then fuck her again
Then it’s on to the next, roommates and friends
Deez bitches rollin, yes sir, we rolling up, we here
Money pouring down, drank pouring up, you know it
I’m fucked up, yes sir, it’s time to fuck, we trippy
She fucked up, aha, she trying to fuck, she going
Deez bitches rollin, yes sir, we rolling up, you know it
Money pouring down, drank pouring up, you know it
I’m fucked up, yes sir, it’s time to fuck, we trippy
She fucked up, aha, she trying to fuck, she going
I be that young purp luv ta flirt
Put my dick up in your skirt
Face down, ass up, that’s the way I make it hurt
Make it twerk on my dick, baby girl don’t stop that shit
Take that dick, suck a dick,for 2030 bitch
Come back, run it back, tell me where the burner at
Nigga talk, nigga trip, I’ma put him on his back
Lean back, smoking pack, fucking with that loud sack
Heart beating fast like I’m bout to have a heart attack
Real shit, trill shit speaking how I feel bitch
Mack shit, pimp shit till the day I’m still bitch
Rest in peace, fucking G, Raider clan up in this bitch
Fucking with Juicy J, I’ma punch you in your shit
Deez bitches rollin, yes sir, we rolling up, we here
Money pouring down, drank pouring up, you know it
I’m fucked up, yes sir, it’s time to fuck, we trippy
She fucked up, aha, she trying to fuck, she going
Deez bitches rollin, yes sir, we rolling up, you know it
Money pouring down, drank pouring up, you know it
I’m fucked up, yes sir, it’s time to fuck, we trippy
She fucked up, aha, she trying to fuck, she going
You are now dealing with a stone cold pimp shit
Do it for the nookie but I ain’t Limp Bizkit
brand new bitch with the cherry red lipstick, she can turn a quick trick, something like a kickflip, well, how convenient boo, you even brought your knee pads, and let me hit it raw wearing nothing but my ski mask, and honey thats a stick up but I’m so drunk I hiccup and i got your uppers after supper if you need a pick up … but I never make her drop when the sun goes down
I fuck her all night, if the beat slow down, down, down
i'm on that Dj Quik,I got that sugar for your ... right up under my hip and so I’m leaving them shipped, if bitches running them lips I got like four in the clip, I got a couple of zips and all these purple naked ladies got me feeling like prince SWAG
Deez bitches rollin, yes sir, we rolling up, we here
Money pouring down, drank pouring up, you know it
I’m fucked up, yes sir, it’s time to fuck, we trippy
She fucked up, aha, she trying to fuck, she going
Deez bitches rollin, yes sir, we rolling up, you know it
Money pouring down, drank pouring up, you know it
I’m fucked up, yes sir, it’s time to fuck, we trippy
She fucked up, aha, she trying to fuck, she going.
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