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juicy j – drugged out lyrics

[intro]
trippy as a motherf-cker man
you n-gg-s don’t get high
(drugged out)x8
this some good loud
know what i’m sayin’ n-gg-
f-ck what you talking’ ’bout

[verse 1: juicy j]
i fall up in the club i’m like a walking pharmacy
if you ain’t smoking what i’m smoking need to get the f-ck from me
i be gettin’ so f-ckin’ high feel like i’m hang in with the stars
outer sp-ce swag, shawty come hang with a star
i ain’t waste ‘nan drank, but the (?)
fifty thousand racks, shatwy that’s a (?)
i’m on so many drugs feel like my heart ’bout to bust
it’s so many b-tches a n-gg- can’t help, but to l-st
give me a double cup, give me some ice
i got the lean, now where’s the sprite
my weed loud and you on that “shut the f-ck up!”
meet me on the top floor, shawty let’s get f-cked up

[hook: juicy j]
i brought the drugs in, got the club drugged out n-gg-
f-ck with my high and you gone get drugged out
i got the dope d-ck shawty come get drugged out
and i’m lookin’ for the drug mane when my drugs out
i brought the drugs in, got the club drugged out n-gg-
f-ck with my high and you gone get drugged out
i got the dope d-ck shawty come get drugged out
and i’m lookin’ for the drug mane when my drugs out

[verse 2: juicy j]
i got kush off in my pants pocket smoking’ back to back
i said i was gone quit, but i just relapsed
mane this weed got me with the munchies, i need a snack
even after winning oscar’s, we don’t know how to act
went from hollywood to hollywood, racks on top of racks
smokin’ out with snoop and wiz khalifa, sacks on top of sacks
met this b-tch at the awards show, man her p-ssy fat
i’mma take her to my mansion, and sweat her out her tracks
fine as halle berry, a great d-ck sucker
if she get it from her momma then i want to meet her mother
the reason why i’m filthy rich, is cause i hustle
and i’m always throwin’ up money, on the double ho

[hook]

- juicy j lyrics

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