Juicy J, Chevy Woods, Wiz Khalifa - Cup lyrics
Wiz Khalifa [Cameron Jibril Thomaz] Minot, North Dakota/Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Juicy J, Chevy Woods, Wiz Khalifa - Cup lyrics]
Shout out to California
That's what I'm smoking on
Pittsburgh in this bitch, Memphis
We got one rolled up - bout to go to the crib
And change clothes
For like the 3rd time today trippy niggas
Throwed everything slow
Taylors and some hoes
VIP smoking dope, blowing on some O’s
Straight gin, no chaser, and I popped a roll
Puttin' Happy Birthday up a white chick nose
They like when you brought a
Zone when you finna go
My paper’s so long and bitch I’m finna blow
Big wads in my hands at all times
Bombay Gin dance and hoes is all mine
Please don’t lose your mind
'cause I’m Juicy J
Throw, and I get a 9, tint all in my cars
Hoes acting hard
Blowing smoke on a broad call
My boys like all aboard
Turn up on a drank, smokin' on some stank
I'm with your bitch now I'm
Diggin' in the paint
Ice game chilly ain't no
Nigga fuckin' with me
Get high till it kill me, smoke, sip
Pop pilly
Keep purple in my cup, cup
Cup, cup, cup, cup, cup
Keep purple in my cup cup
Cup, cup, cup, cup, cup
Keep purple in my cup, cup
Cup, cup, cup, cup, cup
Keep purple in my cup, cup
Cup, cup, cup, cup, cup
Keep purple in my
Uh, going all out puttin' all my bank in
Get a raw paper put a lil' dank in
Don’t got time for no
Motherfuckin' fake friends
Real Taylors smoke good weed and drink gin
Now it's hard to name a
Country that I ain’t been
Party all night, party till the day end
Do a show, get some racks, spend it all
Get it back i don’t really give a fuck nigga
They bringing Dom P soon as
I hit the club nigga
If you ain’t 'bout them peace
Signs I don’t fuck withcha
Nigga, If I talk it, I live it
What you make a year I go
To Chanel and spend it hand me that Bombay
I'll show you what to do with some gin
Everytime I blow a mil' I
Bring two of them in
I already changed the game once
I'm 'bout to do it again
Left in a Rolls, just came through in a Benz
Keep purple in my cup, cup
Cup, cup, cup, cup, cup
Keep purple in my cup cup
Cup, cup, cup, cup, cup
Keep purple in my cup, cup
Cup, cup, cup, cup, cup
Keep purple in my cup, cup
Cup, cup, cup, cup, cup
Keep purple in my
Couple pulls got me feelin' like a cartoon
I'm spaceship high, pass that Warren Moon
She turned up
Saying that she rolling up that green Hulk
That bitch only come around
When the weed spark
Home smokin' on some shit you ain’t never had
Say it like you from the Bay
Baby girl you hella bad
I'm doped up, hardtop off the old school
Gas station 7 digit's off the low fuel
Big bank take lil' bank, nigga cash
She wanna beef Ocho you don’t get a pass
G shit huh 4800 though
Cali street weed I don’t do the medical
Ballin' like a nigga playing 4 quarters
My old head, Blazer, call him Terry Porter
T-G-O-D by a landslide
Blue chucks, black skully on the left side
That's what I'm smoking on
Pittsburgh in this bitch, Memphis
We got one rolled up - bout to go to the crib
And change clothes
For like the 3rd time today trippy niggas
Throwed everything slow
Taylors and some hoes
VIP smoking dope, blowing on some O’s
Straight gin, no chaser, and I popped a roll
Puttin' Happy Birthday up a white chick nose
They like when you brought a
Zone when you finna go
My paper’s so long and bitch I’m finna blow
Big wads in my hands at all times
Bombay Gin dance and hoes is all mine
Please don’t lose your mind
'cause I’m Juicy J
Throw, and I get a 9, tint all in my cars
Hoes acting hard
Blowing smoke on a broad call
My boys like all aboard
Turn up on a drank, smokin' on some stank
I'm with your bitch now I'm
Diggin' in the paint
Ice game chilly ain't no
Nigga fuckin' with me
Get high till it kill me, smoke, sip
Pop pilly
Keep purple in my cup, cup
Cup, cup, cup, cup, cup
Keep purple in my cup cup
Cup, cup, cup, cup, cup
Keep purple in my cup, cup
Cup, cup, cup, cup, cup
Keep purple in my cup, cup
Cup, cup, cup, cup, cup
Keep purple in my
Uh, going all out puttin' all my bank in
Get a raw paper put a lil' dank in
Don’t got time for no
Motherfuckin' fake friends
Real Taylors smoke good weed and drink gin
Now it's hard to name a
Country that I ain’t been
Party all night, party till the day end
Do a show, get some racks, spend it all
Get it back i don’t really give a fuck nigga
They bringing Dom P soon as
I hit the club nigga
If you ain’t 'bout them peace
Signs I don’t fuck withcha
Nigga, If I talk it, I live it
What you make a year I go
To Chanel and spend it hand me that Bombay
I'll show you what to do with some gin
Everytime I blow a mil' I
Bring two of them in
I already changed the game once
I'm 'bout to do it again
Left in a Rolls, just came through in a Benz
Keep purple in my cup, cup
Cup, cup, cup, cup, cup
Keep purple in my cup cup
Cup, cup, cup, cup, cup
Keep purple in my cup, cup
Cup, cup, cup, cup, cup
Keep purple in my cup, cup
Cup, cup, cup, cup, cup
Keep purple in my
Couple pulls got me feelin' like a cartoon
I'm spaceship high, pass that Warren Moon
She turned up
Saying that she rolling up that green Hulk
That bitch only come around
When the weed spark
Home smokin' on some shit you ain’t never had
Say it like you from the Bay
Baby girl you hella bad
I'm doped up, hardtop off the old school
Gas station 7 digit's off the low fuel
Big bank take lil' bank, nigga cash
She wanna beef Ocho you don’t get a pass
G shit huh 4800 though
Cali street weed I don’t do the medical
Ballin' like a nigga playing 4 quarters
My old head, Blazer, call him Terry Porter
T-G-O-D by a landslide
Blue chucks, black skully on the left side