Juicy J - Disrespectin lyrics
rate meFt. DC Young Fly
(Hook: Juicy)
These niggas disrespectin' that double cup (x4)
Ya disrespecting that double cup if it ain't got no drank in it (x2)
I'ma keep drinking my double cup
And I'm gon' keep drinkin' my double cup
(Verse: Juicy J)
I'm codeine crazy, can't leave that drank alone
2 cup stuffed am I leaned, I'm gone
Can't get enough of purple stuff, I keep it in my home
That dirty sprite got me feelin' like my old song
Sipping on some sizzurp, sip, sippin' on some sip
Sipping on some sizzurp while I'm tippin' on a stripper
Got a nigga in the eighty, get that lean by the river
Bottom of my cup so sweet it's lookin' like a dessert
All this ice on me, I swear I'm lookin' like a blizzard
It's just me and my drank nigga fuck what ya heard
Pour me up a drank and I ain't heard two words
Red over purrp nigga that shit fo' the busy niggas
(Hook)
(Verse 2: Juicy J)
Nigga codeine ain't cheap, gotta drink that Hi-Tec
All that juice shit poured in yo cup partner I'm not impressed
Nigga ye ain't no drinker, nigga ye ain't no sipper
Nigga that ain't even lean, ya just showin' out fo' twitter
I can tell ya know no betta, ya still tryin' to find yoself
When ya a real nigga like me, ya ain't gotta remind yoself
I been crackin' seals, pourin' up
Back when we was sippin' on Tussionex
That thick yellow, greedy shit, y'all niggas really wasn't chuggin' yet
Nigga my cup all purple, yo cup like pink
Nigga ya ain't got a lot of me, nigga what ya drinkin'?! Not lean!
Nigga disrespect the double cup, broke ass oughta learn some manners
Finna pour me up, ayy, gon' plug more chicks than colonel Saunders
(Hook)
(Outro: DC Young Fly)
Ay Juicy man I am not comfortable ridin' in a car with 2 white bitches mane
That shit do not look good. Lemme tell ya something, if we get pulled ova
Nigga ya are the uber driver, ya understand me?
Bro ya got too many drugs in the car
Ya got weed, ya got syrup, ya got molly, ya got xans, nigga ya is muthafuckin' Walgreens
We are travelin' Walgreens right now my nigga
Ya feel what I'm sayin'? I'm on probation, ya done brought me
All the way from Atlanta to Memphis fool just to violate my probation
What type of friend is ya, yeah
Ya hear me? Ya taking this ball shit too god damn serious bro
Mane ya got money in the glove compartment
Yo own rings, ya got money right here in front of my ass in the seat bro
What the fuck mane? Ya ain't got no bank nigga
This shit is crazy nigga, ya gettin' all them damn dogs at yo house mane
Mane y'all be sleepin' at the couch mane
With the chopper, full wet, Juicy ya know how to shoot the muthafuckin', fuck ya mean