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Juicy J

Genres: Hip-Hop

Medication Lyrics - Juicy J

Must be nice 

Roll weed, ride fancy cars 

And spend money how you wanna spend it you know 

 

Roll me up a 8th I need some inspiration 

Pour me up a 8th I need some motivation 

Only thing I hate bout drugs is the preparation 

I ain't got no patience with my medication 

I ain't got no patience with my medication 

I ain't got no patience with my medication 

I ain't got no patience with my medication 

I ain't got no patience with my medication 

 

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I smoke everyday that's that dedication 

Never sober always high that's that levitation 

This shit get me where I'm going that's that transportation 

Niggas try to hold me back that's that desperation 

This shit go straight to my head that's that education 

Niggas asking all those questions that's investigation 

Wanna know my next move that's that anticipation 

Had to catch that bitch off that's that cancelation 

I was smoking the day I got off probation 

I stay rolling up extendos bruh that's duplication 

Got so much money in my pocket Imma cash station 

Got so much loud in my blunt that's a gas station 

 

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Roll me up a 8th I need some inspiration 

Pour me up a 8th I need some motivation 

Only thing I hate bout drugs is the preparation 

I ain't got no patience with my medication 

I ain't got no patience with my medication 

I ain't got no patience with my medication 

I ain't got no patience with my medication 

I ain't got no patience with my medication 

 

Drinking on treys and smoking that weed but don't blaze it 

Roll up a joint and just face it 

I just be going trough phases 

Hit your bitch all from the back while I'm pulling her braids 

Nigga we famous when I walk in the club 

Niggas throw the gang up 

Get to this paper get her to the crib 

Have relations never call her again 

I just be balling my friend made my own way 

Through the game cause I'm smarter than them 

And I go harder than them 

I knew I was great when I ain't have a dollar to spend 

There go that pothead again 

Can't go to the club with you less my whole squad getting in 

Tattoos all over my body don't fuck with security 

Know all my real niggas got me 

We in the lobby, smoking that weed like I'm Marley 

TM this beat is a problem, crazy to think you could stop us, and homie 

We ain't got no patients cause we ain't no doctors 

Used to have weed in my locker, now every bitch you see on my team is a model 

Drinking it straight out the bottle, going so hard I don't think I'll wake up tomorrow 

 

Roll me up a 8th I need some inspiration 

Pour me up a 8th I need some motivation 

Only thing I hate bout drugs is the preparation 

I ain't got no patience with my medication 

I ain't got no patience with my medication 

I ain't got no patience with my medication 

I ain't got no patience with my medication 

I ain't got no patience with my medication 

 

I'm bout to smoke me some gas, I'm bout to roll me a zip 

I'm bout to pour me some drank, nothing less than 2 5th's 

I'm bout to smack some ass, shawty gone get her a tip 

I'm bout to go in my stash, I'm bout to make me some flips 

Yup, roll me up some inspiration, pour me up some motivation 

Roll me up some inspiration, pour me up some motivation 

Cup full of syrup, no pancakes, welcome to my dab game 

First 48, how high can you get, I'm in outer space 

All I smoke is moon rocks, and eat crater cake 

White girl thick like mayonnaise, trippy sticking with her ass out 

Dab until I pass out, gas mask dabs, Fire it up propane 

Top shelf reserve, I don't smoke no name 

Who got the loud pack? Who got the plug on the strong? 

Smoking them cookies, I need amber glass to get on 

Who smoke blunts? who smoking them papers? 

Light them bitches, fuck yo neighbors! 

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