Oh Well (remix) Lyrics - Blue Dream & Lean - Juicy J

Explain 

Fuckin' with my cheese that come with beef, like Rotel 

Wildin' in the club, give us room, like hotels 

And I'm pimpin' hoes so you better catch this wholesale 

Haters wishin' that I fall off, oh well 

Fuckin' with my cheese that come with beef, like Rotel 

Wildin' in the club, give us room, like hotels 

And I'm pimpin' hoes so you better catch this wholesale 

Haters wishin' that I fall off, oh well 

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I used to ride Chevy's, now it's Bentley coupes and Maybachs 

From the Dirty South, fresh and clean, like some Ajax 

Back when I was broke, all these hoes thought I was ugly 

Now my money long and all these hoes slutty 

Let's go make a movie, I do my own stunts 

My money like bubbles, now watch me blow a hundred 

A whole lot of drugs and some freaky snow bunnies 

With "I Love Juicy J" tatted on they stomach 

Let's go hit the town, smoke some Kush and get trippy 

Trynna get high enough to do a song with Biggie 

Straight from Hollywood to Hollywood, North Memphis 

And what's the point of being rich if you can't spend it ho 

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AK-47, with the shoulder brace 

First I pump your girl then hit her with that poker face 

So many cars in my garage, ain't no walking space 

Bitch I'm so high it feel like I can walk in space 

Just ordered me a car that got a bed in it 

When I get it I'mma fuck and get head in it 

Ask me do I get it, you can see it can't you 

When your girl leave me I bet her knees ashy 

I bet her throat scratchy 

I bet she call a taxi 

You know I kill the pussy, toe tag it 

And I'm always on time, but my roof absent 

2 Chainz' charm bigger than a Volkswagen 

I see why niggas out here hatin' me 

Got that Stevie Wonder money, they'll never see 

Whippin' 360 in that Lamborghini 

With a cup of Dirty Sprite, poppin' beans mane 

I don't handcuff hoes and make 'em my bride 

Just take 'em to the telly put my dick inside 

30 stacks for a gig 

My pockets fat as a pig 

30 inches on the whip, sit high like a rig 

I got more bitches, than a dog catcher 

And that Bill Gates bread is what I'm chasing after 

Brightlin watch, with the diamonds, here's the whole (?) 

And I stay spaceship high, I don't need NASA