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Juice Lyrics - Jackpot - Chingy

[Chingy] 

What's up y'all? 

It's Chingy slot a lot in the house 

We got Jackpot The Pimp in the back 

We came herre today to address a certain issue 

That all you young playas need to know about, for real 

 

[Hook: Chingy] 

Juice these hoes (what) 

Juice these hoes (say it) 

All my playas grab ya nuts 

And juice these hoes (c'mon) 

Juice these hoes (what) 

Juice these hoes (say it) 

All my playas grab ya nuts 

And juice these hoes (you tell her) 

Trick get back (uh) 

Trick get back (you tell her) 

Trick get back fo' yo ass get smacked (you tell her) 

Trick get back (what) 

Trick get back (you tell her) 

Trick get back fo' yo head get cracked 

 

[Verse 1: Chingy] 

You can't fool me ho, wit that movie star role 

Take yo ass to the sto', get a job and blow 

Why should I love ya? why should I kiss ya? 

Gang of cats banged ya, that's why I diss ya 

I'ma paint a picture, didn't them gang hit ya? 

Now you want me to play Sugar Daddy all wit ya 

Crazy as a mental patient in a wheelchairr 

Take that weave out, and go get some real hairr 

Let's play Truth or Darre 

Is it true that you gave head in a phone booth 

Girl that shit ain't you, but oh, you don't carre 

When I'm out I see you sharre 

I don't want to fuck, I want to get in them pockets 

But first I gotta G, ain't too fairr 

I claim Dip, my set, your strip, your check, my grip 

Trick, set out them lips, and them hips 

 

[Bridge: Chingy] 

Ho you can't get a dolla from me (Not one dolla) 

A playa is yo man-to-be (That's me) 

You are the weakest link, girl you I don't need (go on bout ya biz) 

All my cats, won't you say it wit me, we... 

 

[Hook: Chingy] 

 

[Verse 2: Chingy] 

Go on wit that depressiveness, young minded aggressive shit 

Last in a tension click, really don't know who you messin' wit 

Nah I don't see no sensual shit 

Un-dis-respectful bitch, take a look at my neck-a-lace 

Bother them when you get up fo' break-fast 

You can let them pansies hit, 'til you reach my man still miss 

Never delt wit pressure pimp, I retire don't never simp 

Girls talk, dudes do it, I ain't herre to impress a chick 

My lesson is never sweat a chick, put em up front just like Letterman 

I'm a better Cris, she better than the last freak that exit chick 

She liked to be rubbed wit Panathan 

Talk what you like and get her ends 

 

[Bridge: Chingy] 

Ho you can't get a dolla from me (Not one dolla) 

A playa is yo man-to-be (That's me) 

You are the weakest link, girl you I don't need (go on bout ya biz) 

All my cats, won't you say it wit me, we... 

 

[Hook: Chingy] 

 

[Verse 3: Chingy] 

They done did us so many times I gotta do these hoes 

Quit lookin at me, y'all funny I don't carre if you these hoes 

This how I view these hoes, hatas use these hoes 

Use these hoes for what they worth then lose these hoes 

Pimp's spelled wit 2 P's hoe, I know that you see O's 

In my checkbook and my neck huh, it's usually fro's 

I like ya groupie hoes, just come to me show 

Gettin' rub without child support, now sue me hoe 

Cuz.. 

 

[Bridge: Chingy] 

Ho you can't get a dolla from me (Not one dolla) 

A playa is yo man-to-be (That's me) 

You are the weakest link, girl you I don't need (go on bout ya biz) 

All my cats, won't you say it wit me, we... 

 

[Hook: Chingy] -x2 

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Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group

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