In The Stars Lyrics - Juicy J

Play me some pimpin', man 

Uh, hundred thousand for the car, uh 

Smokin' weed, I'm in the stars, uh 

Just bought it, now I need a Porsche, uh 

Juicy geeked up off them bars 

Smokin' weed, I'm in the stars Taylor Gang in the strip club, ballin' out 

If you see a pussy nigga, gon' call 'em out 

My Bugatti outside, that's real money 

I got niggas in my circle that'll kill for me 

I take your life savings, spend it on a watch 

Made an anthem for them strippers, put it on the charts 

Pass that Grey Poupon, rich nigga talk 

Gettin' that white folk money, what the fuck you thought? 

Hell nah, I ain't shit 

Ain't no broad I can't hit 

Ain't no weed I haven't smoked 

Ain't no car I can't get 

Ain't nowhere I haven't gone 

No kind of rack I haven't spent 

If you ain't gon' blow it all, why the fuck you have it then? 

I make your bitch pay for the zip 

I let your bitch swallow my dick 

I let your ho ride in my car 

I took that bitch straight to the stall 

I took that bitch down to my greenhouse 

And let the ho leave with a jar 

I let the bitch open my rap book, and watched her sniff a bar 

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Man, I'm high as a fool, man 

You know what it is 

You know I always get this money! 

24/7 grind, bruh 

So, uh, let these hoes know 

They get more bread 

More rides 

Going to the mall 

And buying everything, all big-faced bills 

We gon' do that shit high as fuck 

So damn fucked up 

We gon' call your bitch, nigga 

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