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juicy j, wiz khalifa & tm88 – i see it i want it lyrics

[hook: juicy j]
i’m tryna get you some hoe
you better get you some dough
you hate i’mma get some mo’ and some mo’ and some mo’ and some mo’ and some mo’
i’m tryna get you some hoe
you better get you some dough
you hate i’mma get some mo’ and some mo’ and some mo’ and some mo’ and some mo’
i see it i want it i got it, i see it i want it i got it, i see it i want it i got it
i on’t care about the cost
i see it i want it i got it, i see it i want it i got it, i see it i want it i got it
i on’t care about the cost

[verse 1: juicy j]
i used to sleep on the floor
now i can sleep with your hoe
now i can sleep with a couple b-tches you’d never get to know
i seen her i want her i got her
f-cked her and don’t know sh-t bout her
i ain’t even gotta say sh-t to the b-tch and i f-ck around and get some dough out her
stay down like a lowrider, now i might smoke a lil louder
200 thou’ when i slide up, b-tch wanna f-ck i ain’t even gotta bribe her
made it out the hood i survived it, but i kept grinding’
thats why i still be shining, riding around in all these diamonds
but hatin’ just make me greater, i ain’t gone chance i’mma get this paper
all this sauce n-gg- all this flavor
all these hundreds look at all these layers
i make it look e like a layup
n-gg- weigh up i’mma stay up
n-gg- owe me bread better pay up
put this sh-t together n-gg- everything taylor

[verse 2: wiz]
if ever my [?] getting low
my n-gg-s pulled up they grabbing their masks
your girl looked out on the low
she ain’t f-ckin you less she getting cash
these n-gg-s in the way bruh they gave em last
i make a b-tch go back to her ratchet past
drinkin’ smokin’ in the club when you don’t think it’s open
got you p-ssin’ out cause this weed is potent
these n-gg-s start reppin’ the gang
these girls they look at his chain
always been a real n-gg- dawg that ain’t gone change

[verse 3: juicy j]
fly as sh-t only, all these b-tches on me
these n-gg-s ain’t your homie
momma tried to warn me, you don’t even know me how he f-ck you want beef
how you say you run this sh-t but you ain’t even in the streets
and you can’t even peep game you can’t even see i’m the realist n-gg- in it i’m an og
i’m still tryna’ count my cash i got in ’03
still riding looking for them n-gg-s who owe me
and f-ck them dirty cops like a dirty thots
i got some young n-gg-s riding with them dirty mops
and they’ll clean you up find your crib clean you out
got a young n-gg- named kobe take too many shots

- juicy j wiz khalifa tm88 lyrics

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