Juicy J - Demon Of Addiction

[Intro]
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Ayy man, I still got some [?], man, from 2012
Stunt, motherfucker, stunt

[Verse 1]
Left wrist, right wrist, Rollie on the right wrist
Bullets like cancer, you don't wanna fight this
Diamonds in the ear biting hard, Mike Tyson
Louis [?] you ain't rocking shit like us
Regular day, I'm 'bout pick up the pacе
I might not bust it right open, might let it sit in the casе
We bury drink in the walls, I got some [?] in the safe
You niggas do me a favor, go play with something that's safe
One in my bitch bag and one on her waist
You can come get your bitch back, we done with her face
Only come for a big bag, I pop out a [?]
[?] that's my first meal of the day
I had to fill up the tank, we stopped for gas in the Bay
We act a fool with that money but you ain't have it to play
I been having that drink, yeah, I been having my way
If you ain't having no money you should have nothing to say
[Chorus]
I got perc, I got pinks, I got blues, I got yellows
I got la-la-la rolled up like Carmelo
I be gone out my mind, eyes red like the Devil
And I'm pissing out wock (Pissing-pissing out wock)
I got perc, I got pinks, I got blues, I got yellows
I got la-la-la rolled up like Carmelo
I be gone out my mind, eyes red like the Devil
And I'm pissing out wock (Pissing-pissing out wock)

[Verse 2]
Drinking codeine like it's H2O
Busting in her throat, that's birth control
In this rap game Juicy J been running circles
If the doctor pricked my finger, bitch, I'd probably bleed purple
That's that drank, wanna leave that shit alone but I can't, and I ain't
Ain't but one place I belong, that's the motherfuckin' bank
If ain't about no paper that's a motherfuckin' prank
Out here beefing over pussy, that's a motherfuckin' shame
Shame on you niggas
I'm a OG, I'm just tryna drop some game on you niggas
I'm just rolling up that cookie, my white homies call it pot
I get faded 'round the clock, I got my Glock
I got my wock, I got my...

[Chorus]
I got perc, I got pinks, I got blues, I got yellows
I got la-la-la rolled up like Carmelo
I be gone out my mind, eyes red like the Devil
And I'm pissing out wock (Pissing-pissing out wock)
I got perc, I got pinks, I got blues, I got yellows
I got la-la-la rolled up like Carmelo
I be gone out my mind, eyes red like the Devil
And I'm pissing out wock (Pissing-pissing out wock)

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