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J Lethal

We Still In This Bitch (remix) Lyrics - J Lethal

[Verse 1: J Lethal] 

In case you haven't heard, bitch I am a martian 

And you pussy ass rappers still be the target 

Yes, I'm in my zone and I'm coming for the throne 

And I got yo' bitch all over my bone yes 

I'm in my zone, I'm feelin' it 

Any track I step on, ya know I'm straight killin' it 

Bitch don't blow my high, just come and blow my dick 

I explode just like a bomb because she know how to make me tick 

I'm on that Purp, I'm on that Widow, stuff them both inside a blunt 

Get money, fire bitches just like I am Donald Trump 

It's Jay F. Tae, and the F would be for flamed up 

I got this game on lock, better yet I got it chained up 

I am the Human Torch, so you know I bring that fire 

Bad bitches, money, weed is all a real nigga desire, hoe 

I mix that lean, then take a sip 

She give me brain, scholarship 

I fuck this beat, no censorship 

You niggas fake and counterfeit 

I kill this beat then get acquit 

Okay, yes, I will admit 

I be faded all the time, and right now I am blowed as shit 

I'm high as hell, I'm drunk as fuck 

I make it rain, they thunderstruck 

I run amuck and pussy niggas, yes I got that semi tucked 

Heed my words, don't fuck with me 

I'm the King and I decree 

We will ball forever and fuck you if you disagree 

 

[Hook: B.o.B] 

I'm in my zone I'm feeling it 

Stop blowing my buzz quit killing it 

So buy another round 

They tried to shut us down 

About an hour ago 

But we still in this bitch 

Turn this shit up loud 

And buy another round 

They tried to shut us down 

About an hour ago 

But we still in this bitch 

 

[Verse 1: B.o.B] 

I pull up, pull up, pull up in that automatic cookup 

B Rich pull up in that rooster 'til we wake the fucking hood up 

Got all these pounds of ganja, I work out, I'm doing kushups 

Bobby Bands is in the building, pop that pussy throw a foot up 

In the air, one time for a nigga like me with a squad like this 

With a team so strong with a flow so cold, ain't nothing but some bad bitches in my clique 

What's up Eastside 

We in this bitch 

They think they seeing me 

But they ain't seen shit 

Girls on the pole yeah they make me rich 

Girls at my shows wanna take my pic 

Yeah we can do this here all night, can't tell me nothing, can't tell me shit 

All in my zone, all on my own 

Open that pack, rollin' that strong 

And we still up in this bitch, won't turn down, won't go home 

 

[Hook: B.o.B] 

 

[Verse 2: T.I.] 

I got big wheels on my ride, spent about six mills on my ride 

You catch me swervin' all on your side of town but bitch don't kill my vibe 

Don't blow my high, just blow my jock, I'm so paid, I'm so fly 

Your baby daddy didn't respect me, black his eye, that no lie 

I'm on my square, blowing circles in the air, of that purple 

I'm a boss and you a worker, listen here boy don't make me hurt you 

You want trouble I got plenty, how you want it full or semi 

I'm so rich so all that fuckboy shit you kickin' don't offend me 

Don't get killed of in this bitch, I spent mills all on this shit 

Boy it's been eleven years of this shit, look at me now still in this bitch 

I stand tall no can fall, you pussy ass niggas can't touch a key 

See me don't speak ain't' nothing G, I'm in my zone nigga don't fuck with me 

 

[Hook: B.o.B] 

 

[Verse 3: Juicy J] 

Juicy J stay in the club, me and all my niggas 

All these bad bitches, all this free liquor 

Surrounded by so many women one of these hoes might be your wife 

She lookin' for a nigga that's ballin' so tonight might be her night 

You know me I stay stuntin', lowkey I threw tuition at Onyx 

Flip money fast like Sonic, rich nigga I speak Ebonics 

Got a new car I paid cash, got a new crib with a weed lab 

Crisp bills I need that, fuck your team where the freaks at 

Hundred deep in V.I.P., niggas always hatin' 

I came in with a bunch of goons and I'm leavin' with out with his lady 

I got your boo in my Bugatti, she bout to swallow my babies 

My system loud my weed loud, no hair clippers I'm faded 

 

[Hook: B.o.B]