letra de 1995 remix - yamine
1995 remix lyrics
[intro: juicy j & logic]
play me some pimpin’ mane, yeah
higher than a motherf-cker, dawg
what’s up with juice? what’s good, man?
hey, hey, hey, yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah)
i’m blessed
what juicy say? he be like, “shut the f-ck up!”
that’s it? haha (yeah, yeah)
[verse 1: yamine]
reminiscing on memories from back in the park
cars parked, while dogs barked
n-ggas was getting money, at every start
this was my motivation
while listening and vibin to three 6 mafia no baby
vanessa was taken
i was so mad but dj paul said these hoes “vacant”
slob on my kn-b, while i’m еating grapes and
thinking of rhymes to write whilе lord infamous was spitting
thought of a punchline, but i was so weak my fist became slaps
trashing all you capping rappers
these f-cking back stabbers
task masters no marvel sh-t, but play this backwards
that new juicy j strain probably fits in backwoods
back to the story three 6 had me doing music
i’m 20 years old so this sh-t might be confusing
i should’ve been listening to youngboy or lil uzi
but i rather listen to em, kendrick, cole or my n-gga juicy
i never copy flows, i only have my own
looked up to diggy & bow then jordan was the show
breezy with the melody and tip with the flow
bars like joyner, and jeezy with my trap sh-t
lyrics like royce make reactions nolifeshaq sh-t
whipping in the kitchen listening to show out
staying fly all the time, pop no pills cuz i don’t know how
i might pop a seal, like a shark, but these streets is so shallow
n-ggas nowadays are scared of they own shadow
i don’t know how but i might win naps best rap album
started underground but ya’ll went separate ways
calling on juicy j like tom brady to make a play
yamine getting money in the studio i win
f-cking bad b-tches from ny i got the pen
ain’t sin in this rap, just a n-gga tryna win
juicy j the goat, so let’s stop the pretend
[chorus: juicy j]
whippin’ through north memphis back in 1995 (five)
screamin’ “mafia!”, had my city hypnotized (‘tized)
gulf stream 30,000 feet up in the sky (sky)
dabbin’ off her titties, godd-mn, time flies
whippin’ through north memphis back in 1995 (five)
screamin’ “mafia!”, had my city hypnotized (‘tized)
gulf stream 30,000 feet up in the sky
dabbin’ off her titties, godd-mn, time flies (woo)
[bridge: juicy j]
young n-ggas, we was gettin’ paid, runnin’ the game like arcade
lil’ n-gga juicy been made, f-ckin’ your mama back stage
i was getting mine in the streets, some of y’all never came outside
and i’m still spendin’ that paper back from 1995
[outro: project pat]
bwok, bwok, chicken, chicken
bwok, bwok, chicken heads
bwok, bwok, chicken, chicken
bwok, bwok, chicken heads
bwok, bwok, chicken, chicken
bwok, bwok (gonna take the time to say-)
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