Текст песни Deez Bitches Rollin - Juice

These bitches rolling (Yes sir)
We rolling up (We here)
Money pouring down (Aha)
Drank pouring up (You know it)
I'm fucked up (Yes sir)
It's time to fuck (We trippy)
She's fucked up (Aha)
She trynna to fuck (She go it)
These bitches rolling (Yes sir)
We rolling up (You know it)
Money pouring down (Aha)
Drank pouring up (We trippy)
I'm fucked up (Yes sir)
It's time to fuck (You know it)
She's fucked up (She go)
She trynna to fuck
College hoes love alcohol and popping adderall
And anything that got something to do with withdrawals
They on their highest degree, by swallowing ecstasy
Strippers on campus looking for them grant fees (RATCHET!)
I'm in the chicks dorm room blowing hash
Grabbing ass getting becky that's that trippy swag
Molly in my system but I ain't turnt up yet
Smoking paper jets with a blondie and brunette
They snortin blow, I'm double cupping
Juicy toss' all hoes, no handcuffing
Fuck her once, then fuck her again
Then its on to the next, roommates and friends
These bitches rolling (Yes sir)
We rolling up (We here)
Money pouring down (Aha)
Drank pouring up (You know it)
I'm fucked up (Yes sir)
It's time to fuck (We trippy)
She's fucked up (Aha)
She trynna to fuck (She go it)
These bitches rolling (Yes sir)
We rolling up (You know it)
Money pouring down (Aha)
Drank pouring up (We trippy)
I'm fucked up (Yes sir)
It's time to fuck (You know it)
She's fucked up (She go)
She trynna to fuck
I be that young purp, love to flirt
Put my dick up in your skirt
Face down ass up that's the way I make it hurt
Make it twerk on my dick, baby girl don't stop that shit
Take that dick, suck a dick for 2030 bitch
Come back, run it back, tell me where the burner at
Nigga talk nigga trip I'mma put him on his back
Lean back smoking pack, fucking with the loud sack
Heart beating fast like I'm about to have a heart attack
Real shit, trill shit, speaking how I feel bitch
Mac shit, pimp shit, till the day I'm still bitch
R.I.P fucking Jitt, RVXDXRKLVN up in this bitch
Fucking with Juicy-J, I'mma punch you in your shit
These bitches rolling (Yes sir)
We rolling up (We here)
Money pouring down (Aha)
Drank pouring up (You know it)
I'm fucked up (Yes sir)
It's time to fuck (We trippy)
She's fucked up (Aha)
She trynna to fuck (She go it)
These bitches rolling (Yes sir)
We rolling up (You know it)
Money pouring down (Aha)
Drank pouring up (We trippy)
I'm fucked up (Yes sir)
It's time to fuck (You know it)
She's fucked up (She go)
She trynna to fuck
You are now dealing with a stone cold pimp, shit
Do it for the nookie but I ain't Limp Bizkit
Brand new bitch with a cherry red lipstick
She can turn a quick trick, something like a kickflip
Well, how convenient boo, you even brought your kneepads
And let me hit it raw wearing nothing but my ski mask
And honey thats a stick-up, but I'm so drunk I hiccup
And I got your uppers, after supper if you need a pick-up
But I never make her drop when the sun goes down
I'll fuck her all night if the beat slows down, that that down down
I'm on that DJ Quik, I got that sugar free mossberg right up under my hip
And so I'm leaving them chip, if bitches running their lips
I got like four in the clip, I gotta couple of zips
And all these Purple Naked Ladies got me feeling like Prince, swag
These bitches rolling (Yes sir)
We rolling up (We here)
Money pouring down (Aha)
Drank pouring up (You know it)
I'm fucked up (Yes sir)
It's time to fuck (We trippy)
She's fucked up (Aha)
She trynna to fuck (She go it)
These bitches rolling (Yes sir)
We rolling up (You know it)
Money pouring down (Aha)
Drank pouring up (We trippy)
I'm fucked up (Yes sir)
It's time to fuck (You know it)
She's fucked up (She go)
She trynna to fuck