Juicy J Ft. Kreayshawn - U Trippy Mane | Текст песни

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• Juicy J Ft. Kreayshawn
• U Trippy Mane

(We trippy man)

Get up, bitch. Get up, bitch. Get up, bitch. Get up

(Juicy J)

Get up, bitch. Get up, bitch. Get up, bitch. Get up

(Kreayshawn)

Get up, bitch. Get up, bitch. Get up, bitch. Get up

(You know it)

[Hook]

You trippy man?(She trippy man)

I’m trippy man (We trippy man)

You trippy man? (She trippy man)

I’m trippy man? (We trippy man)

I’m smoking Cali kush, pour up the drank (Heyy)

With a lot of bad bitches, get trippy man

[Verse 1: Juicy J]

Juicy J and Kreayshawn, that’s a smoking marathon

I take a shot, I take a shot, that’s a drinking marathon

Double cup of that kickstand

All I know is big bands

Juicy J got bitches, fuck with my pimpin’

Pinky ring on my pimp hand with the lean as my pimp stand

Oh I sound like Snoop Dog, coupe de ville with two broads

Sippin’ on that Texas Tea, niggas call me boss hog

(Trippy) At your local college, baggy full of adderall

(So trippy) With a strap on me, fuck the gun law

(Too trippy) If you blow my high then I’m going off

Trippy, trippy, trippy

I don’t think you get it man

I walk around the club smellin’ like a synex man

[Hook] x2

[Verse 2: Kreayshawn]

(Duh… haaa)

He a trip, I’m a trip, but no fallin’ out

We bag corn syrup all up on the trap couch

Purple body shots on that bitch, I let it drip

Rolled her head back, now she’s saying she can’t handle it

That’s KREAY, she hid a trippy stick out her ass

Juicy J sat me down and taught me well in trippy class

I got so much trip, I fell asleep high, I woke up high

If I’m sober, I lie!

That’s some downers man, they really got my mind singin’

If I was a car I’d be purple wood grain swingin’(Ayee)

Leanin’ never beanin’

Felonies and mistermeaners

So trippy man, you can call me Juicy Gina

[Hook] x2

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