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Paroles de la chanson Had To Do It par Juicy J
Pour that shit up, mane
Scream, Scream (Yeah, ho)
And Tito's and cranberry juice, nigga
New Juicy J
This right here is a celebration (Ayy)
This The Trippy Tapes, nigga (Ayy)
[Juicy J & DJ Scream]
Gone off that liquor, that's a bad influence (Yeah)
I ain't wanna fuck ya, but baby, you can chew it (Ho)
I ain't fuckin' with you, talk too much and now you blew it (Yeah)
I ain't wanna cut the bitch off, but I had to do it (Ho)
Scream, Scream (Yeah, ho)
And Tito's and cranberry juice, nigga
New Juicy J
This right here is a celebration (Ayy)
This The Trippy Tapes, nigga (Ayy)
[Juicy J & DJ Scream]
Gone off that liquor, that's a bad influence (Yeah)
I ain't wanna fuck ya, but baby, you can chew it (Ho)
I ain't fuckin' with you, talk too much and now you blew it (Yeah)
I ain't wanna cut the bitch off, but I had to do it (Ho)
Yeah, I had to do it, yeah, I had to do it (Huh?)
Heard my nigga hit too, had me lookin' stupid (What?)
Came over apologizin', ass lookin' juicy
I ain't wanna hit the bitch, but yeah, I had to do it
[Juicy J]
I can't even lie, them messy bitches had me paranoid
I stay twenty steps ahead, I don't ever let 'em know it
When you comin' from the slums and you try to stack your funds
Gotta stay up out the way 'cause good niggas be dyin' young
Can't be sharin' hoes with your bros, niggas get attached
Heard my nigga hit too, had me lookin' stupid (What?)
Came over apologizin', ass lookin' juicy
I ain't wanna hit the bitch, but yeah, I had to do it
[Juicy J]
I can't even lie, them messy bitches had me paranoid
I stay twenty steps ahead, I don't ever let 'em know it
When you comin' from the slums and you try to stack your funds
Gotta stay up out the way 'cause good niggas be dyin' young
Can't be sharin' hoes with your bros, niggas get attached
Next thing you know, your own homie tryna get you scratched
You know being real is rare and the streets ain't never fair
It's a war zone in my city, it's like something in the air
Ain't no tellin', I built this from nothin', ain't shit you can tell me
My young nigga just turned twenty and he already a felon
Lot of niggas I came up with restin' in the cemetery
Urban legend, is it true that all dogs go to heaven?
[Juicy J & DJ Scream]
Gone off that liquor (Yeah), that's a bad influence (Mhm, yeah)
You know being real is rare and the streets ain't never fair
It's a war zone in my city, it's like something in the air
Ain't no tellin', I built this from nothin', ain't shit you can tell me
My young nigga just turned twenty and he already a felon
Lot of niggas I came up with restin' in the cemetery
Urban legend, is it true that all dogs go to heaven?
[Juicy J & DJ Scream]
Gone off that liquor (Yeah), that's a bad influence (Mhm, yeah)
I ain't wanna fuck ya, but baby, you can chew it (No way, ho)
I ain't fuckin' with you, talk too much and now you blew it (Yeah)
I ain't wanna cut the bitch off, but I had to do it (Ho)
Yeah, I had to do it (Yes, sir), yeah, I had to do it (Yes, sir, huh?)
Heard my nigga hit too, had me lookin' stupid (What?)
Came over apologizin', ass lookin' juicy
I ain't wanna hit the bitch, but yeah, I had to do it
[Wiz Khalifa & DJ Scream]
What? I ain't Cupid
All this jewelry, all this ice look like Rick the Ruler
I ain't fuckin' with you, talk too much and now you blew it (Yeah)
I ain't wanna cut the bitch off, but I had to do it (Ho)
Yeah, I had to do it (Yes, sir), yeah, I had to do it (Yes, sir, huh?)
Heard my nigga hit too, had me lookin' stupid (What?)
Came over apologizin', ass lookin' juicy
I ain't wanna hit the bitch, but yeah, I had to do it
[Wiz Khalifa & DJ Scream]
What? I ain't Cupid
All this jewelry, all this ice look like Rick the Ruler
I might do another verse and then cop a Muller
Someone, call my jeweler
Someone, call some bad bitches, we gon' start some rumors
I got weed and shrooms
I got presidential rooms
Bring some ki's through
Caught me lookin' at her throng
Her dress see-through
I just put three in the pool
I'm just, I'm just, I'm used to bein' that dude
Man, I had to roll another joint, she in a bad mood
Ooh, got a lot of ass, see, that's a handful (What?)
Ooh, I'ma give her more than she can handle (What?)
Ooh, for the streets, I heard she fucked my man too
Someone, call my jeweler
Someone, call some bad bitches, we gon' start some rumors
I got weed and shrooms
I got presidential rooms
Bring some ki's through
Caught me lookin' at her throng
Her dress see-through
I just put three in the pool
I'm just, I'm just, I'm used to bein' that dude
Man, I had to roll another joint, she in a bad mood
Ooh, got a lot of ass, see, that's a handful (What?)
Ooh, I'ma give her more than she can handle (What?)
Ooh, for the streets, I heard she fucked my man too
[Juicy J, Wiz Khalifa & DJ Scream]
Gone off that liquor, that's a bad influence (Yeah, hahaha)
I ain't wanna fuck ya, but baby, you can chew it (Goddamn, ho)
I ain't fuckin' with you (The fuck?), talk too much and now you blew it (Yeah)
I ain't wanna cut the bitch off (What?), but I had to do it (Ho)
Yeah, I had to do it (Huh?), yeah, I had to do it (Huh?)
Heard my nigga hit too, had me lookin' stupid (Damn)
Came over apologizin', ass lookin' juicy (Huh?)
I ain't wanna hit the bitch, but yeah, I had to do it (Damn)
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