Juicy J

Juicy J - Money A Do It lyrics

rate me

I will come creeping through your hood with that gun on my waist

Tell me what you first see when that gun in your face

We didn’t come for no talking, we just out here getting money

Out here fucking these hoes, my youngling serving them junkies

I got partners that smoke, I got bitches that sniff

I got killers and goons and they off with this shit

Send them boys to your home if you play with my chips

They gonna come and shoot them choppers, bullets shoot through them bricks

Come and shoot up your house, come and spray up your whip

I need money my nigga, save them games for your bitch

Catch you out on the tide then you shit out of luck

I don’t play in Milwaukee but I been ‘bout my bucks

I see I got some haters, yeah, money a do it

Shorty do some strings for some change, yeah, money a do it

If I want a nigga dead, yeah, money a do it

If I want it I’mma get it, I got money to do it

I see I got some haters, yeah, money a do it

Shorty do some strings for some change, yeah, money a do it

If I want a nigga dead, yeah, money a do it

If I want it I’mma get it, I got money to do it

Take your bitch home then I’m all up in that pussy

Old school pimping, she ain’t fucking with no rookie

Juicy J be cooler than a fan on a hoe

Watch me take her out the club and drop some bands on that hoe

Buy that bitch a bag, buy that bitch some bills

I keep her caked up, nigga, that’s a half a mil’

Full of Codeine in my Styrofoam cup

I can turn a church girl into a stone cold slut

Bad red bone, putting on a show

No, I’m not gonna wife her ‘cause she everybody hoe

Fucking with them broke niggas, hoe, what is you thinking?

Need to get you mind right, bitch and come get these Frankies

I see I got some haters, yeah, money a do it

Shorty do some strings for some change, yeah, money a do it

If I want a nigga dead, yeah, money a do it

If I want it I’mma get it, I got money to do it

I see I got some haters, yeah, money a do it

Shorty do some strings for some change, yeah, money a do it

If I want a nigga dead, yeah, money a do it

If I want it I’mma get it, I got money to do it

I got money to do it

I got money to do it

Fuck niggas don’t wanna go to war

Got a AK and a snot nose

Shut ‘em up, he cover shit

Put a ski mask on and I’m popping shit

Kick in the door and I leave ‘em dead

With an aim so precise, two shots to the head

One for the money, two for the feds

No one forget but I mean what I said

All in your house and I’m looking for dough

‘Cause I gotta get paid or it’s no hope

I’m Juicy J throw with some killers on a boat

Best believe a pimp nigga ain’t going broke

Ride in the car with a body in the trunk

Three niggas deep and we rolling up a blunt

Straight to Mississippi, swerving off a Bentley

Crazy as hell, you niggas gotta kill me

These niggas don’t wanna die

Chest out and they acting hard

Kaliko and a 4-5

Hollow tips that boulevard

Keep it G, my G

Or you can meet your makers, body count stacking

I was in Jamaica with alibis

I be flying by, by down I’m flying high

Hating ass niggas gotta die

If they mad then I’mma let ‘em try

I can kick a door or I can snatch a nigga

My niggas riding with me and they yelling “let’s crack a nigga!”

North Memphis, fools strapped up with the 2

Police pull me over, I’mma play it cool

I ain’t going to jail, no sir

I shoot and I run, that’s how a nigga post bail, bitch

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