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juicy j, wiz khalifa & tm88 - on the way lyrics

[hook: juicy j]
i’m on the way, i’m on the way, little b-tch
i’m tryina f-ck you, but i ain’t trying to stay, little b-tch
i’m on the way, i’m on the way, little b-tch
i’m tryina f-ck you, but i ain’t trying to stay, little b-tch
i’m on the way, i’m on the way, little b-tch
i’m tryina f-ck you, but i ain’t trying to stay, little b-tch
i’m on the way, i’m on the way, little b-tch
i’m tryina f-ck you, but i ain’t trying to stay, little b-tch
i’m on the way

[verse 1: juicy j]
yeah, i’m no my way but i ain’t tryina stay
i’m just tryina smashing dash like the other day
ain’t nothing changed, give me brain, i’m stuck in my way
i ain’t tricking, i pay up b-tch to get out my face
see, that’s the pimping in, i want these n-gg-s envy
i hit their b-tch and i’d be gone and leave your pockets empty
i swear my trigger finger got it bustin’ like a [???]
i play these hoes like michael jordan, you just got it pimping
see, i’d be dodgers b-tches, i got a lot of misses
may your b-tches wanna get my d-ck a lot of kisses
she keep telling me she love me, i don’t wanna hear it
b-tch the only time i’m tricky when i’m disappearing

[verse 2: wiz khalifa]
i’m always on the mission, i got a lot of women
ain’t no relationship after i get that mouth i’m dippin’
put some ??? upon a scale i got a tippin’
and now she caught me trippin’, that wasn’t my intention
bombay i’m always sippin’, kk that’s my religion
them n-gg-s talking down to one come on missing
them b-tches won the grammy, got a pot to p-ss in
tryina get another one, don’t give a f-ck about your mansion
who paying for the clothes?
why your clip full of hoes?
why you wise up my shows?
all the real n-gg-s know!
ain’t any too many left of us
she ain’t new addition, she do this on the regular

[verse 3: juicy j]
i just touch down in the city and i need that fix
if the air right it up, i might keep you on the list
i bet the b-tch are coming f-ck me for some kids
she wanna f-ck me cause i got a maybach on my wrist
i call her hair darker, she keep the head proper
she need a head boy cause i’m the bed rocker
told her she running out of time, i got a shy o’clock
she wanted kick it all day, but we playin’ soccer
i hit her, she hit me right back
my n-gg- she know what i’m on
i’ll let her play with the money
other than play with my ball
she told me her n-gg- was weak
so i let her smokin’ this strong
i hear that they’re putting to sleep
but i get right back in my zone

- juicy j wiz khalifa tm88 lyrics

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