The Disappointment (Explicit)-Juicy J

The Disappointment (Explicit)

歌手:Juicy J

时间:2024-07-11

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The Disappointment (Explicit) - Juicy J/Xavier Wulf

Lyrics by:Jordan Houston/Xavier Beard

Composed by:Jordan Houston/Xavier Beard

Produced by:Juicy J

Triple Six Mafia mafia

Smoked out smoked out smoked out

Smo-smoked out smoked out

Triple Six Mafia mafia

I ain't even surprised own boy told to cut his time

I ain't even surprised

I came up with niggas that's certified

His clock ran out of different type of time

As long as we win nigga I ain't gotta shine

All this backdoor shit be real

Turn the location off at my crib

No matter what I'ma pay the bills

Just like a titan I play the field

Yuh yuh I ain't even surprised

Niggas be flooded with lies

My cup ran off over I'm fried

Juicy man what you doin'?

Coolin' I'm just vibin' duckin' the fake

'Cause they be can out here

Bag ran out she broke lose

These hoes don't be there surprisin'

All that ass and all that hair

But what the fuck you should disguisin'?

Times done got harder

You see these rapper be barely survivin'

Everybody wanna be the captain

Yeen gone ride you cappin'

Police come lock everybody up

Somebody told what happened

Price still high they taxin'

I ain't even surprised

From LA to Memphis like a twenty-seven hour drive

Bet my funeral be packed

They wanna see my on my back

Instead of standin' on my feet

I travel the world to make is me

Drink codeine it's makin' me sleep

Bitches be broke it's makin' me cheat

You on nothin' but that bag

I ain't surprised that pussy was weak

I ain't even surprised yeah

Own boy told to cut his time I ain't even surprised

I came up with niggas that's certified

His clock ran out ouf different type of time

As long as we win nigga I ain't gotta shine

All this backdoor shit be real

Turn the location off at my crib

No matter what I'ma pay the bills

Just like a titan I play the field

Yuh yuh I ain't even surprised

Niggas be flooded with lies

My cup ran off over I'm fried

I don't get surprised

Niggas and bitches they all gon' lie

Got my head up to the sky

Tellin' the lord to get me by

I get the money then ride

I do it for all of my brothers that died

Some of my niggas was killed

The pain is somethin' that's stucked up inside

I ain't gon' swallow my pride

I go back and forth inside of my mind

Sittin' here spillin' this whine

Tellin' myself you'll be just fine

I wish that I could rewind the time

Sometimes and change my mind

I ain't even in my prime

I can do more then spit these rhymes

Sellin' them niggas them dimes

I didn't think that we gon' eat this time

Most of these niggas is grimey slimey

Type they would creep up behind

Act like they wan't you to win

But really they wan't you to fall behind

Mama don't cry at this time

Load this K and take these nine's

Mafia mafia

Smo-smo lo-mo-

Smo-smo smoked out

Smo-smo lo smo-smo

Smo-smo lo smo-smoked out

Smo-smo lo smo-smo

Smo-smo lo smo-smoked out

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