Juicy J, Logic – 1995

Juicy J, Logic – 1995 Lyrics

Artist: Juicy J, Logic
Song: 1995

Play me some pimpin’, man, yeah
Higher than a mother****er, dawg
What’s up with Logic? What’s good, man?
Hey, hey, hey, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)

We blessed
(What Juicy say? He be like, “Shut the **** up!”)
Yeah, yeah
Whippin’ through West Deer Park

Lookin’ for scandalous shorties, only come out after dark
Hit the homie Slaydro for some sh#t we could spark
Skippin’ school, feelin’ cool, we did not give a ****
Huh, was never one for the academics

But knew the everyday struggle
Avada Kedavra to all you Muggles
My lane different, too sufficient, my brain different
I’m ill though, fifteen, mastered the skill, though

Since I was working at the supermarket, every week, another new department
‘Til I signed my deal with Def Jam in a new apartment
Always wanna change with the times
Number one best seller on the New York Times

But my childhood was riddled with crime
Widdled the rhyme, now I shine
I’m Tarantino in his prime, I’m Jules with the Jerry curl
I’m nothin’ without rap like the swine without the pearl

I’m dirty like ****in’ your girl just to sell you, I’ma c#m in your girl
Thought you was gonna make it as a rapper with no Plan B
I’m so successful, most people can’t stand me
Only thing I don’t have is a ****in’ Grammy

Yeah, but you know that boy nominated
Go ultra Travolta and watch me dominate it
Catch me whippin’ through the ‘Basas in that Bronco, Logic go blanco, huh
Bumpin’ that Pretty Flacko

RattPack come hither, wherever I go
Just a youngin’ on his come up tryna make it
To the baddest b#tch in the world tannin’ by my pool naked
So to the youngin’ on his come up listening, boy, you could make it

Whippin’ through Gaithersburg, whippin’ through West Deer
Whippin’ through Germantown, whippin’ through Rockville
Whippin’ through, whippin’ through
Whippin’, whippin’, wh-whippin’

Whippin’ through north Memphis back in nineteen-ninety-five (Five)
Screamin’, “Mafia!” Had my city hypnotized (‘Tized)
Go stream, “30,000 feet up in the sky” (Sky)
Dabbin’ off her t#tt#es, g#dd#mn, time flies

Whippin’ through north Memphis back in nineteen-ninety-five (Five)
Screamin’, “Mafia!” Had my city hypnotized (‘Tized)
Go stream, “30,000 feet up in the sky”
Dabbin’ off her t#tt#es, g#dd#mn, time flies (Woo)

Young n#gg#s, we was gettin’ paid
Runnin’ the game like arcade
Lil’ n#gg#, Juicy been made
****in’ your mama back stage

I was getting mine in the streets, some of y’all never came outside
And I’m still spinnin’ that paper back from nineteen-ninety-five
Woo, woo
Chicken, chicken

Woo, woo
Chicken heads
Woo, woo
Chicken, chicken

Woo, woo
Chicken heads
Woo, woo
Chicken, chicken

Woo, woo
(Gonna take the time to say-)
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From the album:
THE HUSTLE STILL CONTINUES (Deluxe) [Clean]
Release Year: 2021