Chorus:
(Until I feel you)
Yeah, ten groupies grown, my jury $#&@ and go

Even customs know we get it by the mother low
Bang (*##$es, I gotta count some dough
I need that check for choppers, screw that baby, suck it slow!

Slow, slow, slow
All she's doing is blow, blow, blow
All she's doing is smoke, smoke, smoke

(*##$es, all we do is smoke, smoke, blow
She get it popping in the Blue Room
Easy on that blue bottle, what are you doing?

Uh, I talk %#@!, but seek money flowing
School her hard or not, I watch it throw it!
Straight round? on the shakers

Laughing at these ^!$$%s while they're throwing aces
My ^!$$%, I'll be fresher up on a daily basis
That money got me making ..faces

Uh, Rose, Perrier by the cases
..on my %#@!? on my rollies
..on my %#@!, is big business, (*##$!

Chorus:
(Until I feel you)
Yeah, ten groupies grown, my jury $#&@ and go

Even customs know we get it by the mother low
Bang (*##$es, I gotta count some dough
I need that check for choppers, screw that baby, suck it slow!

Slow, slow, slow
All she's doing is blow, blow, blow
All she's doing is smoke, smoke, smoke

(*##$es, all we do is smoke, smoke, blow
I'm the thrill above thrills, gone with the wind
I'm getting mills upon mills

With my ride? she popping hills upon hills,
I got hills upon hills.. county
I make her roll up like wheels

That ..that we smoke, man, stronger than some choke slams
Should the other take a tomb, stone me yes..
More OZs, cute Bs and LBs

Keep my eyes on the dream, and both prologue dreams
A hundred wishes and counting
Hundred (*##$es, that's about it

? a couple saying it's crowded
Telling that hoe above her some words I never say
Tell a suck a dick, a dick is something worth of Juicy J

Chorus:
(Until I feel you)
Yeah, ten groupies grown, my jury $#&@ and go

Even customs know we get it by the mother low
Bang (*##$es, I gotta count some dough
I need that check for choppers, screw that baby, suck it slow!

Slow, slow, slow
All she's doing is blow, blow, blow
All she's doing is smoke, smoke, smoke

(*##$es, all we do is smoke, smoke, blow
Sin city in the backroom
I'll be scoring when they count nine? you're in!

My reputation is silent, heard I've been talking white
Hot tubs, cigars, and Rihanna looking like
They're looking twice, Louis Vuitton?

Missing flights, oversleep, and ^!$$% this is the life
Hustle, the hood is a lot faster
?party swearing, young masters

Blue face, ^!$$%, I used to be broke, but now it's a different day
Passport stamps, like a pretty G, huh!
Cush blunts with dizzy, that's after dinner

Watch them (*##$es in my place, counting cash, but chase, ^!$$%
Chorus:
(Until I feel you)

Yeah, ten groupies grown, my jury $#&@ and go
Even customs know we get it by the mother low
Bang (*##$es, I gotta count some dough

I need that check for choppers, screw that baby, suck it slow!
Slow, slow, slow
All she's doing is blow, blow, blow

All she's doing is smoke, smoke, smoke
(*##$es, all we do is smoke, smoke, blow