Juicy J & Xavier Wulf - The Disappointment
[Intro: Juicy J, & ]
Play me some pimpin' man
Man
Triple Six Mafia, mafia
Fool me once, shame on you
Smoked out, smoked out, loced outSmo—smoked out, smoked out
Fool me twice, shame on me
Triple Six Mafia, mafia
Man, I ain't even surprised by none of these niggas (Yuh)
And the shit, they doin'
[Chorus: Juicy J]
I ain't even surprised, own boy told, to cut his time
I ain't even surprised, I came up with niggas that's certified
His clock ran out ouf different type of time
As long as we win, nigga, I ain't gotta shine
All this backdoor shit be real
Turn thе location off at my crib
No matter what, I'ma pay the bills
Just like a titan, I play thе field
Yuh, yuh, I ain't even surprised
Niggas be flooded with lies
My cup ran off over, I'm fried
[Verse 1: Juicy J]
Coolin', I'm just vibin', duckin' the fake, 'cause they be can out here (Always)
Bag ran out, she broke lose, these hoes don't be there surprisin'
All that ass and all that hair, but what the fuck you should disguisin'?
Times done got harder, you see these rapper be barely survivin' (Yup)
Everybody wanna be the captain (Captain)
Yeen gone ride, you cappin' (He's cappin')
Police come, lock everybody up
Somebody told what happened (It was him)
Price still high, they taxin' (They taxin')
I ain't even surprised, from LA to Memphis, like a twenty-seven hour drive
Bet my funeral be packed
They wanna see my on my back, instead of standin' on my feet
I travel the world, to make is me (They hatin')
Drink codeine, it's makin' me sleep (They hatin')
Bitches be broke, it's makin' me cheat
You on nothin' but that bag
I ain't surprised, that pussy was weak (Weak)
[Chorus: Juicy J]
I ain't even surprised (Yeah)
Own boy told, to cut his time, I ain't even surprised (Fucked up)
I came up with niggas that's certified (Mhm)
His clock ran out ouf different type of time
As long as we win, nigga, I ain't gotta shine
(I ain't gotta shine my nigga)
All this backdoor shit be real
Turn the location off at my crib
No matter what, I'ma pay the bills
Just like a titan, I play the field (Yessir)
Yuh, yuh, I ain't even surprised (Mhm), niggas be flooded with lies (Lies)
My cup ran off over, I'm fried (I'm fried, man)
[Verse 2: Xavier Wulf]
I don't get surprised, niggas and bitches, they all gon' lie
Got my head up to the sky, tellin' the Lord to get me by
I get the money then ride, I do it for all of my brothers that died
Some of my niggas was killed, the pain is somethin', that's stucked up inside
I ain't gon' swallow my pride, I go back and forth inside of my mind
Sittin' here, spillin' this whine, tellin' myself you'll be just fine
I wish, that I could rewind the time, sometimes and change my mind
I ain't even in my prime, I can do more, then spit these rhymes
Sellin' them niggas them dimes, I didn't think that we gon' eat this time
Most of these niggas is grimey, slimey, type they would creep up behind
Act like they wan't you to win, but really they wan't you to fall behind
Mama don't cry at this time, load this K and take these nine's
[Outro: Lord Infamous & ]
Mafia, mafia
Smo—Smo—Lo—Smo—Smo—Smo—Smoked outSmo—Smo—Lo—Smo—Smo—Smo—Smo—Lo—Smo—Smoked outSmo—Smo—Lo—Smo—Smo—Smo—Smo—Lo—Smo—Smoked out
Play me some pimpin' man
Man
Triple Six Mafia, mafia
Fool me once, shame on you
Smoked out, smoked out, loced outSmo—smoked out, smoked out
Fool me twice, shame on me
Triple Six Mafia, mafia
Man, I ain't even surprised by none of these niggas (Yuh)
And the shit, they doin'
[Chorus: Juicy J]
I ain't even surprised, own boy told, to cut his time
I ain't even surprised, I came up with niggas that's certified
His clock ran out ouf different type of time
As long as we win, nigga, I ain't gotta shine
All this backdoor shit be real
Turn thе location off at my crib
No matter what, I'ma pay the bills
Just like a titan, I play thе field
Yuh, yuh, I ain't even surprised
Niggas be flooded with lies
My cup ran off over, I'm fried
[Verse 1: Juicy J]
Coolin', I'm just vibin', duckin' the fake, 'cause they be can out here (Always)
Bag ran out, she broke lose, these hoes don't be there surprisin'
All that ass and all that hair, but what the fuck you should disguisin'?
Times done got harder, you see these rapper be barely survivin' (Yup)
Everybody wanna be the captain (Captain)
Yeen gone ride, you cappin' (He's cappin')
Police come, lock everybody up
Somebody told what happened (It was him)
Price still high, they taxin' (They taxin')
I ain't even surprised, from LA to Memphis, like a twenty-seven hour drive
Bet my funeral be packed
They wanna see my on my back, instead of standin' on my feet
I travel the world, to make is me (They hatin')
Drink codeine, it's makin' me sleep (They hatin')
Bitches be broke, it's makin' me cheat
You on nothin' but that bag
I ain't surprised, that pussy was weak (Weak)
[Chorus: Juicy J]
I ain't even surprised (Yeah)
Own boy told, to cut his time, I ain't even surprised (Fucked up)
I came up with niggas that's certified (Mhm)
His clock ran out ouf different type of time
As long as we win, nigga, I ain't gotta shine
(I ain't gotta shine my nigga)
All this backdoor shit be real
Turn the location off at my crib
No matter what, I'ma pay the bills
Just like a titan, I play the field (Yessir)
Yuh, yuh, I ain't even surprised (Mhm), niggas be flooded with lies (Lies)
My cup ran off over, I'm fried (I'm fried, man)
[Verse 2: Xavier Wulf]
I don't get surprised, niggas and bitches, they all gon' lie
Got my head up to the sky, tellin' the Lord to get me by
I get the money then ride, I do it for all of my brothers that died
Some of my niggas was killed, the pain is somethin', that's stucked up inside
I ain't gon' swallow my pride, I go back and forth inside of my mind
Sittin' here, spillin' this whine, tellin' myself you'll be just fine
I wish, that I could rewind the time, sometimes and change my mind
I ain't even in my prime, I can do more, then spit these rhymes
Sellin' them niggas them dimes, I didn't think that we gon' eat this time
Most of these niggas is grimey, slimey, type they would creep up behind
Act like they wan't you to win, but really they wan't you to fall behind
Mama don't cry at this time, load this K and take these nine's
[Outro: Lord Infamous & ]
Mafia, mafia
Smo—Smo—Lo—Smo—Smo—Smo—Smoked outSmo—Smo—Lo—Smo—Smo—Smo—Smo—Lo—Smo—Smoked outSmo—Smo—Lo—Smo—Smo—Smo—Smo—Lo—Smo—Smoked out
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