OJ DA JUICEMAN

OJ DA JUICEMAN - Back From The Dead lyrics

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I’m back from the dead, they thought I was dead

Talking bout young juice fell off … pussy I been had bread …

Quarter chicken, half a chicken, chickens running around my bed

Stack upon some money, fuck a hater, fuck a fed …

I’m back from the dead, they thought I was dead

Talking bout young juice fell off … pussy I been had bread …

Quarter chicken, half a chicken, chicken running around my bed

Stack upon some money, fuck a hater, fuck a fed

Comic View ass nigger, they love tell some jokes

I’m the nigger behind the trigger, with that ak holding court

Old powder head nigga he just love to snort

I’m the man with the bricks and amazing with the forks

Basketball money, but I never play the sport

You can catch me half time with the kush and the torch

Lord of the rings in the middle of the court

With these big ass don cannons, knock your head off the porch

I don’t play no games when I’m out here selling cane

Look at both my hands, holding down 6 ringz …

Haters love to talk, but I’m trying to duck the feds

animal ass nigga chickens running around my bed I done spunt 300,000 on soome jewelry ask juiceman Money aint that problem its these niggas they just scared Young juiceman fittna keep that shit pimpin 32 e.n.t. 30 for a chicken.

I’m back from the dead, they thought I was dead

Talking bout young juice fell off… pussy I been had bread …

Quarter chicken, half a chicken, chicken running around my bed

Stack upon some money, fuck a hater, fuck a fed…

I’m back from the dead, they thought I was dead

Talking bout young juice fell off… pussy I been had bread …

Quarter chicken, half a chicken, chicken running around my bed

Stack upon some money, fuck a hater, fuck a fed …

I don’t do no falling, in the club yeah we balling

Athletic money, we running to the dollars

trapping off my phone but im posted in these houses

Trying to see a million but I came from public houses

Chicken all white, might remind you of some flour

…come and bring that nigger, the deal went sour

Bad thunderstorm, bullets hitting like a shower dirty world baby

… money and the power, Ben Franklin to the fith power,

6 cellphones, thousands coming by the hour

Never been a snitch, you can leave that to the cowards

Money machine hand, money money always counting

I can count it in my sleep, just like I was counting sheep 30 racks a chicken super clean prices cheap…Car lot prices but its

… prices I can beat…100% hustler money from trapping in the streets. AAAYE!

Thanks to Sierra for correcting these lyrics

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Anonymous
Thursday 24th of November 2011 11:09
Here's a brand new song,'Back From The Dead' from the rapper OJ Da Juiceman's latest mixtape titled 'The Lord Of The Rings'. The mixtape was released on November 23rd, 2011.