Juicy J, Pi'erre Bourne - Uhh Huh lyrics
[Juicy J, Pi'erre Bourne - Uhh Huh lyrics]
Slang slang slanging on this blade
Prayin' that I don't get cut
Uh huh
By these police making raids
Jumping out and checking nuts
Uh huh
Slang slang slanging on this blade
Prayin' that I don't get cut
Uh huh
By these police making raids
Jumping out and checking nuts
Uh huh
Twenty-eight inch Jeep Wrangler (Uh, huh)
This ain't no cheap Wrangler (Uh, huh)
Bad bitch looking like an angel (Uh, huh)
Thirty milligrams of the painkillers
(Uh, huh)
And that kinda dick just Strangler (Uh, huh)
Dior boots to your ankle (Uh, huh)
Making these bitch niggas chase you (Uh, huh)
Smirk to your face, that's a facial
(Uh, huh)
Walk in the club, Mac 'round my arm
But the clip hanged down to the waist
(Uh, huh)
Back in the days we was seventeen
They were selling 38's by the crates
(Uh, huh)
Bitch, she thick, first date (Uh, huh)
Seventeen, thirty-eight by the case (Uh, huh)
How the fuck do a nigga think he in his
Bag if he putting motherfuckers on a case
(Uh, huh)
Fuck a top model in the face (Uh, huh)
Fucking backseat of the Wraith (Uh, huh)
She a good girl, so before she eat this dick
She gon' say her grace
(Uh, huh)
Turn a church girl to a nympho (Nympho)
All my guns got extendo (Extendo)
I'ma make a stripper get rich this year
Start tipping these bitches in crypto
(Uh, huh)
All these diamonds on me, if
You turn the light on
It'll turn into a disco
(Lean)
Come and see how a nigga live
In my house so big
Gotta get my own zip code
(Uh, huh)
Rich ass nigga in Balmain brigade's
Chilling in some with a V12 engine
Nigga might have fill a amber alert
Press one button, can't find my ceiling
Still can't get no sleep, am I
We sell lotta, I got
Four bad bitches with, but they all can go
I ain't get between two seats
If it ain't about money, don't speak
Getting this cake, but ain't shit sweet
I'ma take a picture of your
Bitch on her knees
I'll sell that motherfucker as a NFT (Ha)
Twenty-eight inch Jeep Wrangler (Uh, huh)
This ain't no cheap Wrangler (Uh, huh)
Bad bitch looking like an angel (Uh, huh)
Thirty milligrams of the painkillers
(Uh, huh)
And that kinda dick just Strangler (Uh, huh)
Dior boots to your ankle (Uh, huh)
Making these bitch niggas chase you (Uh, huh)
Smirk to your face, that's a facial
(Uh, huh)
Walk in the club, Mac 'round my arm
But the clip hanged down to the waist
(Uh, huh)
Back in the days we was seventeen
They were selling 38's by
(Uh, huh)
Bitch, she thick, first date (Uh, huh)
Seventeen, thirty-eight by the case (Uh, huh)
How the fuck do a nigga think he's in his
Bag if he putting motherfuckers on a case
(Uh, huh)
Yeah, my money talk it's no debate, wait
(Uh, huh)
She wanna come play, wait (Uh, huh)
Drove for my stick like arcade, wait
(Uh, huh)
She gonna roll like a Wraith, wait (Uh, huh)
So I had to pull out the Wraith, wait
(Uh, huh)
NASCAR, I do the race, wait (Uh, huh)
Fast car, she love the chase, wait (Uh, huh)
Race, ooh, to my place, wait (Uh, huh)
Shawty a bull, just like Candace Parker, wait
(Uh, huh)
My pockets are Parker's
Look at 'em getting larger
(Uh, huh)
Pull up at night in apartments
My youngest with the armor
(Uh, huh)
Baby, my money the talker, she
Say that it charm her
Wait
(Uh, huh)
I'm with a plug now he
Pulling up in a charger
Hey
(Uh, huh)
She pulling it all in her mouth
Hey I can't be the father
Wait
(Uh, huh)
I'm smoking my drugs now, yeah
With somebody daughter
(Uh, huh)
Like Juice my Hustle & Flow, yeah
Might get me a Oscar
(Uh, huh)
Twenty-eight inch Jeep Wrangler (Uh, huh)
This ain't no cheap Wrangler (Uh, huh)
Bad bitch looking like an angel (Uh, huh)
Thirty milligrams of the painkillers
(Uh, huh)
And that kinda dick just Strangler (Uh, huh)
Dior boots to your ankle (Uh, huh)
Making these bitch niggas chase you (Uh, huh)
Smirk to your face, that's a facial
(Uh, huh)
Walk in the club, Mac 'round my arm
But the clip hanged down to the waist
(Uh, huh)
Back in the days we was seventeen
They were selling 38's by
(Uh, huh)
Bitch, she thick, first date (Uh, huh)
Seventeen, thirty-eight by the case (Uh, huh)
How the fuck do a nigga think he's in his
Bag if he putting motherfuckers on a case
(Uh, huh)
Slang slang slanging on this blade
Praying that I don't get cut
Uh huh
By these police making raids
Jumping out and checking nuts
Uh huh
Slang slang slanging on this blade
Praying that I don't get cut
Uh huh
By these police making raids
Jumping out and checking nuts
Uh huh
Slang slang slanging on this blade
Praying that I don't get cut
Uh huh
By these police making raids
Jumping out and checking nuts
Uh huh
Slang slang slanging on this blade
Praying that I don't get cut
Uh huh
By these police making raids
Prayin' that I don't get cut
Uh huh
By these police making raids
Jumping out and checking nuts
Uh huh
Slang slang slanging on this blade
Prayin' that I don't get cut
Uh huh
By these police making raids
Jumping out and checking nuts
Uh huh
Twenty-eight inch Jeep Wrangler (Uh, huh)
This ain't no cheap Wrangler (Uh, huh)
Bad bitch looking like an angel (Uh, huh)
Thirty milligrams of the painkillers
(Uh, huh)
And that kinda dick just Strangler (Uh, huh)
Dior boots to your ankle (Uh, huh)
Making these bitch niggas chase you (Uh, huh)
Smirk to your face, that's a facial
(Uh, huh)
Walk in the club, Mac 'round my arm
But the clip hanged down to the waist
(Uh, huh)
Back in the days we was seventeen
They were selling 38's by the crates
(Uh, huh)
Bitch, she thick, first date (Uh, huh)
Seventeen, thirty-eight by the case (Uh, huh)
How the fuck do a nigga think he in his
Bag if he putting motherfuckers on a case
(Uh, huh)
Fuck a top model in the face (Uh, huh)
Fucking backseat of the Wraith (Uh, huh)
She a good girl, so before she eat this dick
She gon' say her grace
(Uh, huh)
Turn a church girl to a nympho (Nympho)
All my guns got extendo (Extendo)
I'ma make a stripper get rich this year
Start tipping these bitches in crypto
(Uh, huh)
All these diamonds on me, if
You turn the light on
It'll turn into a disco
(Lean)
Come and see how a nigga live
In my house so big
Gotta get my own zip code
(Uh, huh)
Rich ass nigga in Balmain brigade's
Chilling in some with a V12 engine
Nigga might have fill a amber alert
Press one button, can't find my ceiling
Still can't get no sleep, am I
We sell lotta, I got
Four bad bitches with, but they all can go
I ain't get between two seats
If it ain't about money, don't speak
Getting this cake, but ain't shit sweet
I'ma take a picture of your
Bitch on her knees
I'll sell that motherfucker as a NFT (Ha)
Twenty-eight inch Jeep Wrangler (Uh, huh)
This ain't no cheap Wrangler (Uh, huh)
Bad bitch looking like an angel (Uh, huh)
Thirty milligrams of the painkillers
(Uh, huh)
And that kinda dick just Strangler (Uh, huh)
Dior boots to your ankle (Uh, huh)
Making these bitch niggas chase you (Uh, huh)
Smirk to your face, that's a facial
(Uh, huh)
Walk in the club, Mac 'round my arm
But the clip hanged down to the waist
(Uh, huh)
Back in the days we was seventeen
They were selling 38's by
(Uh, huh)
Bitch, she thick, first date (Uh, huh)
Seventeen, thirty-eight by the case (Uh, huh)
How the fuck do a nigga think he's in his
Bag if he putting motherfuckers on a case
(Uh, huh)
Yeah, my money talk it's no debate, wait
(Uh, huh)
She wanna come play, wait (Uh, huh)
Drove for my stick like arcade, wait
(Uh, huh)
She gonna roll like a Wraith, wait (Uh, huh)
So I had to pull out the Wraith, wait
(Uh, huh)
NASCAR, I do the race, wait (Uh, huh)
Fast car, she love the chase, wait (Uh, huh)
Race, ooh, to my place, wait (Uh, huh)
Shawty a bull, just like Candace Parker, wait
(Uh, huh)
My pockets are Parker's
Look at 'em getting larger
(Uh, huh)
Pull up at night in apartments
My youngest with the armor
(Uh, huh)
Baby, my money the talker, she
Say that it charm her
Wait
(Uh, huh)
I'm with a plug now he
Pulling up in a charger
Hey
(Uh, huh)
She pulling it all in her mouth
Hey I can't be the father
Wait
(Uh, huh)
I'm smoking my drugs now, yeah
With somebody daughter
(Uh, huh)
Like Juice my Hustle & Flow, yeah
Might get me a Oscar
(Uh, huh)
Twenty-eight inch Jeep Wrangler (Uh, huh)
This ain't no cheap Wrangler (Uh, huh)
Bad bitch looking like an angel (Uh, huh)
Thirty milligrams of the painkillers
(Uh, huh)
And that kinda dick just Strangler (Uh, huh)
Dior boots to your ankle (Uh, huh)
Making these bitch niggas chase you (Uh, huh)
Smirk to your face, that's a facial
(Uh, huh)
Walk in the club, Mac 'round my arm
But the clip hanged down to the waist
(Uh, huh)
Back in the days we was seventeen
They were selling 38's by
(Uh, huh)
Bitch, she thick, first date (Uh, huh)
Seventeen, thirty-eight by the case (Uh, huh)
How the fuck do a nigga think he's in his
Bag if he putting motherfuckers on a case
(Uh, huh)
Slang slang slanging on this blade
Praying that I don't get cut
Uh huh
By these police making raids
Jumping out and checking nuts
Uh huh
Slang slang slanging on this blade
Praying that I don't get cut
Uh huh
By these police making raids
Jumping out and checking nuts
Uh huh
Slang slang slanging on this blade
Praying that I don't get cut
Uh huh
By these police making raids
Jumping out and checking nuts
Uh huh
Slang slang slanging on this blade
Praying that I don't get cut
Uh huh
By these police making raids