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Juicy J

Ain't No Coming Down

 

Ain't No Coming Down

(album: The Road To Stay Trippy - 2014)


[Intro]
Still winning... we gonna stay and get money
So you niggas know what it is 4/20 bitch

[Hook]
High... ain't no coming down
Roll up let's burn up
Turn up, ain't no turning down
Chasing this fast money, ain't no slowing down
Hold up, let's pour a four up 'cause it's going down
High... ain't no coming down
Roll up let's burn up
Turn up, ain't no turning down
Chasing this fast money, ain't no slowing down
Hold up, let's pour a four up 'cause it's going down

[Verse 1]
Break it down, roll it up
My money too long can't fold it up
Pour it up, I'm drunk as fuck
I take more alcohol than an open cut
Early morning getting to the bread
So I call it breakfast in bed
Real nigga don't believe in ghosts
But I'm still chasing these dead prez'
My eyes so low, I'm so lit
I might nod off after one more hit
In a foreign whip with a foreign bitch
I live every night like a porno flick
Bitch don't kill my vibe hoe don't kill my buzz
Bitch I'm so fresh and clean, but my cup is full of mud
If she not fucking she gotta go
One monkey won't stop the show
I'm backstage with a flock of hoes
And I'm getting blowed like a snotty nose
Hollywood I'm still stunting
Making paper all around the country
I'm getting throat, fucking hoes
Getting dome and counting money

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
Let's blow it all, can't take it with ya
Step out my car, they taking pictures
That's paparazzi, that's TMZ
My Mercedes Benz that's AMG
Eyes like I'm Chinese, out in Tokyo
Check my passport, homie, I do global shows
And I stay high, ain't coming down
Smoke light green, don't fuck with brown
Rolling up that loud, your dope ain't making no sound
I roll through the 'hood in that new Bugatti Coupe
Pull up on your baby momma, she treat my dick like a flute
Juicy J kiling the game, go ahead and buy you a suit
I spend your whole signing bonus on just one pair of shoes
Let's get high-igh-igh-igh-igh-igh
Pour up a deuce
Matter of fact, make that four
Ok, now you got the juice

[Hook]

[Outro]
And I stay high, ain't coming down
Smoke light green, don't fuck with brown
And I stay high, ain't coming down
Smoke light green, don't fuck with brown
And I stay high, ain't coming down
Smoke light green, don't fuck with brown
And I stay high, ain't coming down
Smoke light green, don't fuck with brown
High...

done

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