Juicy J Throw Dem Racks

[Verse 1:]

Rolled up with the doors up

Niggas say they everywhere, they never showed up

I’m the shit, niggas turn there nose up

I be with my bread like some cold cuts

Every time I see myself coming up

Niggas start hating, what they want from us?

I can’t figure out the way they run they mouth

Niggas acting like bitches all they wear is blouse

Still pouring that purple stuff in my Fanta

Got choppers and shooters inside my phantom

Strap up if some shit jumped off then I’m bustin’

If you make it out, my nigga, you lucky

Cause I’m faded and I’m ready

And I’m strapped up about my money

And these hoes is crazy, still suck the dick after I played them

And they know I fucked them and leave them

And when I’m in public act like i don’t see them*

And they still love me, when I don’t feed them

These bitches is greedy give up after the genie

Ferrari switchin’ roads

Faster than the money coming from the shows

Niggas know I paved the way, gave up a brick to every city

I created the flow, you niggas is New Jack City

[Hook:]

Throw dem racks watch how they react

Throw dem racks watch how they react

Watch them break there back

Throw that ass back

They act a fool for them damn racks

Throw dem racks watch how they react

Throw dem racks watch how they react

Watch them break there back

Throw that ass back

They act a fool for them damn racks

[Verse 2:]

Look up that’s me

All the way up at the top

Maserati candy apple I just copped it fresh off the lot

My career legendary I think that they must of forgot

Still in the game on the charge while all of your artists get dropped

Niggas hatin, bitches jealous, turn my knuckles into something gross disgusting

OG puffin, too good stuff, got me buzzin, keep that new new Lauren London

Juicy J still winning still spending big or small face hunnids

In the villa with my gods bitches be hypnotized cool running

You know I’m a boss and I can put you on (x2)

Got a golf course in my backyard and I don’t play golf

Sipping Henny by the ocean smoking just like the exhaust

Hopped out, coupe running, goons on deck bout to shoot something

Fuck nigga do something, marathon clips got ya crew running

Rick James, super freak, first date, met ya bitch, dove deep

OD, wanna see, a day without racks on me

[Hook]