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nick juice - reloaded lyrics

comeback of the year… big draco
tell lil mama come over here… do what i say so
they must forgot who i am

i guess i gotta let em know
i’m the one, who took your b-tch
f-ckboy let that sh-t go
its some hoe n-ggas running round town talking through they nose
but that’s just how it goes when they know you can take they hoes
but it’s ok i’d rather smoke my dope
count my bankroll
r.i.p to bankroll
i walked in locked and reloaded

wizard with the craft, watch me flex, john wall
sitting sidewayz, people’s champ, paul wall
these n-ggas hating, pray on my. downfall
they send the press, and i really ball
shoutout to playa… cause i’m too fly to fall
touchdown in the city my team buy the mall
and n-ggas ain’t stressing bout how much it cost
cause all we know how to do is floss
they tried to hoe me. i just ballout like kobe.
now your b-tch wanna get to know me.
i got game like ea or sony
new paper don’t fold, but your paper do
and shawty came with me when she said she’ll see you later fool
erday i get a new hater or too,
but that’s what this paper’ll do,
n-ggas’ll get on switch on you,
just to look like boo boo the fool
cause when the truth come out
n-ggas start to look dumb now
when they b-tch start to buss down
cause i scored another touchdown

comeback of the year… big draco
tell lil mama come over here… do what i say so
they must forgot who i am
i guess i gotta let em know
i’m the one, who took your b-tch
f-ckboy let that sh-t go
its some hoe n-ggas running round town talking through they nose
but that’s just how it goes when they know you can take they hoes
but it’s ok. i’d rather smoke my dough
count my bankroll
r.i.p to bankroll
i walked in locked and reloaded

i got two shots for your ahh like i went to practice or some
you wasn’t with me shooting in the gym, you was out here capping or some
look at the way i fl!ck my wrist, real n-gga don’t need no -ssist
real n-gga don’t need no watch cause i’m father time lil b-tch
i’m out here on my grind lil b-tch, it’s time to go for mine
and you ain’t on my team cause you been hating the whole time
cut it’s ok i take your hoe, bank shot cash money free throw
she showed me she’s a freak hoe, i like when she ride me slow
she said nick i like your flow
and i’m like yeah shawty i know
now let’s go get this money or your -ss can hit the road
i’m a velour connoisseur, a bad b-tch doer
n-ggas swear that they the sh-t until they smell that i’m manure
they copy how i maneuver cause they tryna catch up
but i’m already outta here so they tryna play tough
i’m from the north where we get rough
i’m from the city, but i don’t bluff
n-ggas trying me like they can’t be touched
cause they b-tch eyeing me like she wanna f-ck
sh-t, i’m tryna bust a but
so lil mama tell me what’s up
we can link up after the club
and i’m a rearrange her guts
i like hoes with big b-tts
but i love real slim sl-ts
let me see you pop some p-ssy
bend it over, do a toe touch
i must be creflo dollar or some
the way i’m out here dropping dimes
bringing change at the same time
that’s why n-ggas sour … no lime
back to the topic of discussion
balling to hard i got a concussion
get that hate up out your heart
or you gone suffer the repercussions

- nick juice lyrics

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