OJ DA JUICEMAN

OJ DA JUICEMAN - Middle Fingers lyrics

rate me

ZT, let me talk out quick!

Hook:

Where would I be without my pyrex and my clientele

Probably broke and disgusted, dead or in jail!

But with my right wrist, I learned to cook fish

Focus in the game, with one goal get rich, OK

Get money, stack paper, OK

Middle fingers in the air to a hater, OK!

Get money, stack paper, OK

Middle fingers in the air to a hater, OK!

Wish a nigga would, nigga wish he could

Be the juice man, got work in every hood (yes Sir!)

But I stay down (down), so I can wear the crown (yes Sir!)

Sucka nigga hate, pussy with a frown (pussy)

You can join the circus, cause I don’t know this clown

(Bobo!)Bouldercrest road that’s my stomping ground!

Shout out little Dre, that nigga hold me down

32 ENT and we don’t fuck around!

Wit no pussy niggas, no

Wit no hating niggas, no

Wit no sucka niggas,

Yeah we from Decatur, nigga!

Get some money, nigga

Get a hustle, nigga

You’re a pocket watcher ... you Russian missles

Hook:

Where would I be without my pyrex and my clientele

Probably broke and disgusted, dead or in jail!

But with my right wrist, I learned to cook fish

Focus in the game, with one goal get rich, OK

Get money, stack paper, OK

Middle fingers in the air to a hater, OK!

Get money, stack paper, OK

Middle fingers in the air to a hater, OK!

Hi-hi-hater, I guess you’re mad, cause my shoes is alligator

Every time I step out young juiceman look like he tailored

Blowing 93, RG3 when he paid for Baylor.

White and blue polos, keep ‘em looking like a sailor

Kobe Bryant rich like I just signed with the Lakers.

Keep a shooter with me,Reggie Miller from the Pacers

Go go gadget car ..... like speed racer

Nigga hate on me, No.#2 pencil erase ya

Swear I’m from Alaska, cuz my jewlery like a glacier.

Came from the bottom to the top, look how I raised up

Culinary arts school, yeah, I keep my grades up!

Hook:

Where would I be without my pyrex and my clientele

Probably broke and disgusted, dead or in jail!

But with my right wrist, I learned to cook fish

Focus in the game, with one goal get rich, OK

Get money, stack paper, OK

Middle fingers in the air to a hater, OK!

Get money, stack paper, OK

Middle fingers in the air to a hater, OK!

Thanks to Tori for correcting these lyrics

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