Juicy J & Lex Luger
Juicy J & Lex Luger & Billy Wes
Juicy J & Lex Luger
Juicy J & Lex Luger
Juicy J & Lex Luger
Juicy J & Lex Luger & Roscoe Dash & Three 6 Mafia
Juicy J & Lex Luger & Diamond & Billy Wes & Wale
Juicy J & Lex Luger
Juicy J & Lex Luger
Juicy J & Lex Luger & Rick Ross
Juicy J & Lex Luger & V Slash & Reno
Juicy J & Lex Luger & V Slash
Juicy J & Lex Luger
Project Pat
Juicy J & Lex Luger
Juicy J & Lex Luger
Juicy J & Lex Luger & K. Michelle
Juicy J & Lex Luger & Nicki Minaj & Gucci Mane
Juicy J & Lex Luger & Billy Wes & Rick Ross & Three 6 Mafia
Juicy J & Lex Luger
[Intro: Juicy J]
Get up bitch, get up bitch, get up bitch, get up
Get up bitch, get up bitch, get up bitch, get up
Get up bitch, get up bitch, get up bitch, get up
Get up bitch, get up bitch, get up bitch, get up
[Pre-Chorus: Juicy J]
Juicy J be poppin', ya'll niggas watchin'
I be smoked out in the Jag and the Charger
Juicy pull up watch your hoes start jockin'
Don't be mad at me cause your mixtape floppin'
[Chorus: Billy Wes]
And you see how I'm rockin, and this the shit that a stunna do
And you see I ain't stoppin, and this the shit that a stunna do
And you see me with money, and this the shit that a stunna do
Rubba' bands full of hundreds, and this the shit that a stunna do
[Verse 1: Juicy J]
Bitches on my dick mane, bouncin' on that shit
Like a pogo stick mang, cause I'm filthy rich
Jewelry game insane, diamonds glistenin'
And you know I make it rain, I'm known for drizzelin'
I smoke the best weed, then the ecstasy begin
With some orange juice, black chicks, & mexicans
I got some barbie bitches, yea I'm next to Ken
Nut all on their backs slap that cape on
Superman that ho
[Pre-Chorus: Juicy J]
Juicy J be poppin', ya'll niggas watchin'
I be smoked out in the Jag and the Charger
Juicy pull up watch your hoes start jockin'
Don't be mad at me cause your mixtape floppin'
[Chorus: Billy Wes]
And you see how I'm rockin, and this the shit that a stunna do
And you see I ain't stoppin, and this the shit that a stunna do
And you see me with money, and this the shit that a stunna do
Rubba' bands full of hundreds, and this the shit that a stunna do
[Verse 2: Billy Wes]
Oh oh oh I ain't steppin' on no toes
I'm the true definition of mister steal your ho ho ho - ha ha ha ha
I be killin' all these haters, when I pull up in the stretch
I'm a let my full of paper
I ain't scared of nobody, got my goons on deck
They ain't fuck with no karate, they be packin' them tecs
I'm a smooth operator when it comes to this real shit
Mexicans, persians, even taylor swift shit
[Pre-Chorus: Juicy J]
Juicy J be poppin', ya'll niggas watchin'
I be smoked out in the Jag and the Charger
Juicy pull up watch your hoes start jockin'
Don't be mad at me cause your mixtape floppin'
[Chorus: Billy Wes]
And you see how I'm rockin, and this the shit that a stunna do
And you see I ain't stoppin, and this the shit that a stunna do
And you see me with money, and this the shit that a stunna do
Rubba' bands full of hundreds, and this the shit that a stunna do