Get to Meet a G - Juicy J, Lex Luger

Bitch

We going in mane, let’s go

Bitch

Mane, I’m still trippy, I’mma always stay motherfucking trippy

Always.

pussy

Now we won’t beef about nothing 'less money’s involved

All we call is goons, never call the law

Now you get to meet a G, now you get to meet a G

Now you get to meet a G, now you get to meet a G (Let's go)

Paper over pussy, money over broads

We ain’t athletic, but all we do is ball

Now you get to meet a G, now you get to meet a G

Now you get to meet a G, now you get to meet a G (Let's go)

I got 80 million dollars in the bank account, top that

20 cars in the garage, nigga top that

20 bitches want a bone, top that

Magic City, pulling strippers out my top hat

Whatever you want, Juicy can supply

Want to smoke on some dope?

Juicy got that fire

Straight out of North Memphis, killers and pimping

We straight gangsta over here, ain’t no Richard Simmons

The only Simmons that we talking about is them Russells

40 years in the game, million in them duffels

Forever stacking them chips, them bags are rufffles

Forever packing them clips, for rats and busters

If shit was money, then I’m full of shit

If money dirty, then I’m filthy rich

I’m the god father, you sons of a bitch

Keep running your mouth, I’m gon' run up in your bitch

Now we won’t beef about nothing 'less money’s involved

All we call is goons, never call the law

Now you get to meet a G, now you get to meet a G

Now you get to meet a G, now you get to meet a G (Let's go)

Paper over pussy, money over broads

We ain’t athletic, but all we do is ball

Now you get to meet a G, now you get to meet a G

Now you get to meet a G, now you get to meet a G (Let's go)

I never took no hand outs, hustle on my own

Errthang I own, me and Miss Jones

Flying over seas in a G6

Bumping G6, money getting, Three 6

I got a big gun to cut you into pieces

Or I just might use my fist and leave you teethless

Fuck a forest fire, I keep the trees lit

Dom Pérignon, european bitch

I don’t fuck with beef, unless you want it

I done warned you, I got a army

You invited to a killer party, you on the guest list

Never personal, bitch

Now we won’t beef about nothing 'less money’s involved

All we call is goons, never call the law

Now you get to meet a G, now you get to meet a G

Now you get to meet a G, now you get to meet a G (Let's go)

Paper over pussy, money over broads

We ain’t athletic, but all we do is ball

Now you get to meet a G, now you get to meet a G

Now you get to meet a G, now you get to meet a G (Let's go)

I am not Hollywood, but I smoke on holly good

Nigga still talking shit, tell their bitch to suck my dick

I got money, you got nothing, you see me, I be stunting

Four 15″, I be bumping, no more room in my trunk

I keep hash in my blunt, test my gangsters, meet my pump

Niggas peeping out their window

Chevy smoked out from all that endo

Trying to get a bitch, looking for a straight nympfo

Looking for a new plug, let me get your info