[Intro: Juicy J]
We trippy mane!
It's your boy Juicy J with my homie Mike Will
Established in 1989 The mixtape niggas going down
Shut a fuck up!
We stay trippy nigga
We stay high
We stay in the strip club
We stay spending motherfucking money
You niggas know it.. shut the fuck up
Fuck, fuck fuck... let's get ratchet
The drugs, the cash

[Chorus: Juicy J]
I got cash erewhere
Nigga this a cash year
And im countin up a cash like a cashier
Cash got me ballin, nigga that's what cash do
Cash got these bitches doin nuts like a cashews

[Verse 1: Juicy J]
Gettin cash overseas, and I'm still in California
Talkin to the foes while im rollin' marijuana
Boy u get money like me u do what ?? u wanna
I pull up in the mansion and u pull up in a hunna
Big bank rolling, no control
Open dough, remote control
Juicy J, I'm always blowing
Million records, I don't sold
Paper ain't paper no more, throw money all on this hoes
Checkin the ?? suits, make it so fuck if you rose
When we gettin' to the room, now they buckwild
To the hotel ??
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