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[Intro: Juicy J] Swaggeroni Trippy niggas Let's get ratchet [Chorus: Wiz Khalifa, Juicy J] I'm loadin' up and I'm ridin' out, they talkin' shit, but they hidin' out Real niggas know what I'm talkin' 'bout I'm loadin' up and I'm ridin' out, they talkin' shit, but they hidin' out Real niggas know what I'm talkin' 'bout I'm loadin' up and I'm ridin' out, they talkin' shit, but they hidin' out Real niggas know what I'm talkin' 'bout I'm loadin' up and I'm ridin' out, they talkin' shit, but they hidin' out Real niggas know what I'm talkin' 'bout (Trippy, Trippy, Trippy, lurn up) [Verse 1: Juicy J] Rack after rack, I got the sack Geeked up off beans, pack after pack (Yeah, ho) Stay with the nina, two cups and a zip Juicy don't fight, I just empty the clips (Yeah, ho) Blowin' like cash, high off the gas Pay twenty stacks and they run up and blast (Yeah, ho) Next time you see him, his face on the shirt Next time car he ride in, stretch limo hearse (Yeah, ho, he gone) See why you niggas mad, nigga, that to me, you so cash, nigga (Bitch) Stuffed in a Louis bag, nigga (Bitch), Juicy J be that nigga (Ho) Big bag of that stank killer (Cash), codeine in my drink, killer (Dash) Mostly niggas be lyin' sayin' they is but ain't killers (Pussies) Nigga wanna play with me, I'ma break him off Give my youngin's, they'll do it, I'ma bring 'em off (Get 'em) They;ll gon' get on your ass, then they flyin' takin' off (Get 'em) Nigga, we gon' take a life before we take a loss [Chorus: Wiz Khalifa, Juicy J] I'm loadin' up and I'm ridin' out, they talkin' shit, but they hidin' out Real niggas know what I'm talkin' 'bout I'm loadin' up and I'm ridin' out, they talkin' shit, but they hidin' out Real niggas know what I'm talkin' 'bout I'm loadin' up and I'm ridin' out, they talkin' shit, but they hidin' out Real niggas know what I'm talkin' 'bout I'm loadin' up and I'm ridin' out, they talkin' shit, but they hidin' out Real niggas know what I'm talkin' 'bout (Hahaha, uh) [Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa] My diamonds sing like Ray J, homie, every day's a payday Rollin' up that KK, now it's goin' down like mayday All my niggas be chillin', stackin' money to the ceilin' Used to smokin' out the parkin' lot, now we ownin' a buildin', ooh Used to tell them niggas I was gon' be here, but they ain't really understand Now they see me in that brand new 'Rari and start to think I'm the man Now my jeans cost a grand, now my shows fill the stands Now they see that I'm ballin' 'cause of how they bring in them bands, ooh Now a nigga be tourin', now my money be foreign All my niggas be scorin', section very important I'm cakin' up, you fakin' up, I'm rollin' weed when I'm wakin' up Instead of talkin' shit and try to hate on us, just grab a joint and come bake with us [Chorus: Wiz Khalifa, Juicy J, Chris Brown] I'm loadin' up and I'm ridin' out, they talkin' shit, but they hidin' out (Fuck nigga) Real niggas know what I'm talkin' 'bout (Hahaha, uh) I'm loadin' up and I'm ridin' out, they talkin' shit, but they hidin' out (Man) Real niggas know what I'm talkin' 'bout I'm loadin' up and I'm ridin' out, they talkin' shit, but they hidin' out Real niggas know what I'm talkin' 'bout I'm loadin' up and I'm ridin' out, they talkin' shit, but they hidin' out Real niggas know what I'm talkin' 'bout (Look, okay, okay) [Verse 3: Chris Brown] Frontpage, I'm on the news, nigga call me a dropout (Ah) Real nigga, one hunnid, never needin' no copout (Nah) Diamonds on my chain just pop off (Ow), you already know what I'm 'bout (Haha) Got bad bitches from overseas (Yeah), but I need a big ass from the south (Ow) Look at us, we made it (Yeah), bottles up in the air now Twenty-five racks a night (Uh), give a fuck about sweatin' your hair out (Yeah) Getting trippy man with some frisky things (Yeah), I am the shit and you niggas anus If I mention y'all, I'ma make you famous, but you still ain't nothin', I'm stainless We famous, anythin' you want right now, baby girl, just name it And I'ma get real deep in the pussy, the number one nigga, ain't no need for replacement Gettin' in my spaceship, I'm high as a bitch, fly as a bitch Okay, Juicy J and Wiz, every day we do this shit [Chorus: Wiz Khalifa, Juicy J] I'm loadin' up and I'm ridin' out, they talkin' shit, but they hidin' out Real niggas know what I'm talkin' 'bout I'm loadin' up and I'm ridin' out, they talkin' shit, but they hidin' out Real niggas know what I'm talkin' 'bout I'm loadin' up and I'm ridin' out, they talkin' shit, but they hidin' out Real niggas know what I'm talkin' 'bout I'm loadin' up and I'm ridin' out, they talkin' shit, but they hidin' out Real niggas know what I'm talkin' 'bout
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