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Juicy J( Jordan Michael Houston )
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Holy Ghost
Who ya know more blessed than me? Who ya know more blessed than me? Who ya know more blessed than me? Jesus Twelve shots got me sweatin' like a preacher Got da holy ghost, got da holy ghost Hit the lot, drop that bag, got' da holy ghost Got' da holy ghost, got da holy ghost These chicks shakin' ass like they got' da holy ghost Got' da holy ghost, got da holy ghost These chicks shakin' ass like they got' da holy ghost
Who he came with, bitch, it ain't you How we shop so much, cause bitch, I got the loot Can't believe he's still going', bitch cause I'm da truth 30 bandz a night, where can I put the whole crew? Walked inside the dealership, then I payed cash for the Coupe Press one button ho now you looking' for the roof Juicy J rock many shows with his Oscar mane plenty many hoes Yo bitch came in her pantyhose and I sent her home with no panties on Faded and famous, ratchet pussy, the greatest Pushing Mercedes, getting' topped from yo baby You hustle 2 years, you still broke I sell lean, sound like I sell dope Swimmin' in these benjamins, in anotha year I'mma need a sailboat
When I walked thru, ho shake that ass, I'm the man Lil Bibby And I move light, got a couple killers and a lot of dollars with me To my L's up high, yea, I rep that shit Did a lotta dirt, don't regret that shit Catch a flight, no luggage, man I left that shit Niggas hate on they partner, mane I hate that shit Niggas talk, I swear y'all niggas feel awesome Drive by in a foreign whip - walkin' Yo main chick told me she's stalkin', quit callin' It's me and Juicy got the old skrill Pass around, we tag team Old school with the glass? Hit the mall with the? and a? Yung made nigga, my big homies got a hunnit M's Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com When you say go hard, in a couple years you a hight ten I ain't been asleep in 2 days, tryna find a way to get 2 payed Doin' all that talkin', nigga shoot sum' Niggas flexing', you don't do nuttin'
Money on my mind, money in my pockets Money on my tables, spend it with my partner Louis V goggles, YSL belt, new Gucci loafers, Turn't to the death Tied up with money, not time for beef Looking' for yo girl, on my tour bus asleep On her knees sucking' dick like a pro I love dolla signs, you in love with a ho Err'thang that Juicy got cut my bro half like Dewey Cox Fuck 12 and the jury box Nigga, look at my jewelry box I got diamond shine, my chain got 'em stuey rocks I'mma turn this camera on and she go script like movie plots All this cash, talk is cheap, if ye ain't talkin' money Don't talk to me! 20 years payed, bitch, I'm made Game on lock like I lost the key
Adam 10 months *These chicks shaken ass like they cop' da holy ghost. Not DJ lol, no one cares if the DJ shakes their ass UpvoteDownvote Lynch's photo Lynch 817 10 months This song was straight chopped. I fixed it all though. You're welcome. Same with You Don't Know. UpvoteDownvote Gabe 10 months It should be 'like Dewey Cox' as a reference to the movie where he cuts his brother in half UpvoteDownvote OnDesertIsland's photo OnDesertIsland 333 10 months isnt 'got ' the holy ghost not 'cop' If you 'get the holy ghost ' you are filled with the spirit . UpvoteDownvote
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