Текст песни Da Juice - Petey Pablo , Minty Burns

I gotta hop in the booth, superman I gotta poof
Think Imma need me a doctor diamonds in my teeth are loose
I ain't got time for you're shit, I gotta hire recruits
I just bought me an apartment complex, I gotta fill up the rooms
Legacy looking proper young frank Sinatra
New Silk da Shocker, drunk drinking vodka
Generation lost Imma bring it back
No Cindy Lauper more Dennis Rodman
And I'm tired of eating these regular meals I need Benihana's
And I'm tired of walking these streets I'm a star
I need helicopters meed hella bud need hella goons
Need hella mobsters eat hella pasta
And they crossing the line but you let it rock
You let it pop you're record drop won't let it flop
Im the OG at the record shop
Blowing moon rock at the medical spot

I call up the troops I gotta regroup
If you got money and style, you got the juice
It be so cold in my city you always see me with a goose
It be so nice out in Cali you never see me with a roof
I got the juice, I got the juice
Smoking a pound, cookies and glue
I got the juice, I got the juice
We rolling around, they booking the crew,I got the juice
Carolina collar popping, still hotter than Nevada (yeah)
80 acres and 2 mules and a helipad with a chopper
Golf course with my partners and we playing against doctors
I'm sorry that I'm not sorry been a long wait but I gotcha
Sipping on something that cinnamon
No I don't her but let her in
I already done this shit multiple times
But fuck it I guess Imma go again
Paper and a pair of shades
Or lower the thermostat in the room
Bout 10 degrees, let me show you what it really means
When you hear me say that I do them things
I'm in the bitch going super stupid
Got a method to it like a rubix cubes
I'm a stand up and a straight shooter
And a wild horse that will run through you
Old school with a twist to it, no dumb shit got sense to it
Right stage with the right mic and the right light
I'm like lighter fluid
I call up the troops I gotta regroup
If you got money and style, you got the juice
It be so cold in my city you always see me with a goose
It be so nice out in Cali you never see me with a roof
I got the juice, I got the juice
Smoking a pound, cookies and glue
I got the juice, I got the juice
We rolling around, they booking the crew, I got the juice