Juicy J

Juicy J - Disrespectin lyrics

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Ft. 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

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