(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)
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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
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[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
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Compositor: Jordan Houston (Juicy J) ECAD: Obra #30757600