Mr. Aye Ok OJ da Juiceman

[Intro]
Nonstop
Ha, young Juice, ayy
Texaco Shawty, Southern Valley Shawty (That boy Cass)
Let's go

[Chorus]
Ayy, ayy, ayy, damn
Ayy, ayy, ayy, okay
Ayy, damn, ayy, okay
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy, damn
Ayy, ayy, ayy, Young Juice
Ayy, damn, ayy, okay
Ayy, ayy, ayy

[Verse 1]
Mr. Aye Ok, okay, still tryna dodge a case
Still out here cookin' yay, still love droppin' shake
Culinary art school, all I do is cook some shake
Uh, put them diamonds in they face
I'm a walkin' fed case, play with bricks everyday
Trappin' at the 5 way, still got that Jake the Flake
House by the damn lake, Rollie with the red face
Took a bag to the face, call that shit a great escape
SS on them roller skate, brick made my life real estate
Had to cook it in his face, had to cook it in his face
Took them racks and hit the safe, save that shit for rainy day
Call me Madden, makin' plays, slam dunk, 2K