Letra da Música Deez Bitches Rollin' de Juicy J

Play me some pimping mane
These bitches rolling, we rolling up
Money pouring down, drank pouring up
I'm fucked up, it's time to fuck
She's fucked up, it's time to fuck

College hoes love alcohol and popping adderall
And anything that got something to do with withdrawals
They on their highest degree, by swallowing ecstasy
Strippers on campus looking for them grant fees (ratchet!)
I'm in the chicks dorm room blowing hash
Grabbing ass getting becky that's that trippy swag
Molly in my system but I ain't turnt up yet
Smoking paper jets with a blondie and brunette
They snortin blow, I'm double cupping
Juicy toss' all hoes, no handcuffing
Fuck her once, then fuck her again
Then it's on to the next, roommates and friends

These bitches rolling, we rolling up
Money pouring down, drank pouring up
I'm fucked up, it's time to fuck
She's fucked up, it's time to fuck
I be that young purrp, love to flirt
put my dick up in your skirt
Face down ass up that's the way I make it hurt
Make it twerk on my dick, baby girl don't you stop that shit
Take that dick, suck a dick for 2030 bitch

Come back, run it back, tell me where the burner at
Nigga talk nigga trip I'm a put him on his back
Lean back smoking pack, fucking with the loud sack
Heart beating fast like I'm about to have a heart attack
Real shit, trill shit, speaking how I feel bitch
Mac shit, pimp shit, till the day I'm still bitch
R. I. p fucking jitt, rvxdxrklvn up in this bitch
Fucking with juicy-j, I'm a punch you in your shit
(in your shit...)

These bitches rolling, we rolling up
Money pouring down, drank pouring up
I'm fucked up, it's time to fuck
She's fucked up, it's time to fuck
You are now dealing with a stone cold pimp, shit
Do it for the nookie but I ain't limp bizkit
Brand new bitch with a cherry red lipstick
She can turn a quick trick, something like a kickflip
Well, how convenient boo, you even brought your kneepads

And let me hit it raw wearing nothing but my ski mask
And honey that's a stick-up, but I'm so drunk I hiccup
And I got your uppers, after supper if you need a pick-up
But I never make her drop when the sun goes down
I'll fuck her all night if the beat slows down
that that down down
I'm on that dj quik, I got that sugar free
mossberg right up under my hip
And so I'm leaving them chip, if bitches running their lips
I got like 4 in the clip, I gotta couple of zips
And all these purple naked ladies
got me feeling like prince. Swag

These bitches rolling, we rolling up
Money pouring down, drank pouring up
I'm fucked up, it's time to fuck
She's fucked up, it's time to fuck