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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