Juug Man ft. Dbo Freeo Lyrics

Ayy, ayy, ayy

It's your boy Money Mark, man

And you already snow this, nigga

You can call me the Juug Man after this

Cause I'm the Juug, Juug

I'm the Juug Man

Juug, Juug

I'm the Juug Man

I can't go broke, I'm the Juug Man

I can't fall off, I learned that from the hood, man

Juug, Juug

I'm the Juug Man

Juug, Juug

I'm the Juug Man

I can't go broke, I'm the Juug Man

I can't fall off, I love that from the hood, man

Ayy, they callin' me the Juug Man

A.K.A. your plug, man

Poppin' bottles in the club like, what's up, man

I ain't goin' broke, so I don't give a fuck, man

I'm killin' myself

Drinkin' too much liquor got me killin' my health

After tonight, it's back to the business, oh well

Hit a lick for a brick, man, I'm the shit, but don't tell

Cuz, nigga, I'm on

Flip this into that, then, nigga, I'm gone

Got a bag of that perk, got a pound of that zone

Smokin' on the best chronic, drinkin' on that Patron

Like, damn

We ballin' over here

We gettin' money, we ain't stallin' over here

I got everybody walkin' over here

Phone ringin', I got everybody callin' over here

Cuz I'm the Juug, Juug

I'm the Juug Man

juug, Juug

I'm the Juug Man

I can't go broke, I'm the Juug Man

I can't fall off, I like that from the hood, man

Juug, Juug

I'm the Juug Man

Juug, Juug

I'm the Juug Man

I can't go broke, I'm the Juug Man

I can't fall off, I like that from the hood, man

One time for the big homie

Got me juggin' on your chick

Now I can't get your bitch off me

One o'clock, two o'clock, three o'clock, jugging

Got the four cocked, walk down your block

Nigga, stop lookin

Got the AP on my pinky

Shawty freaky, she suck it, leave a hickey

I'm jugging' up a Bentley

Couple Porsches, strapped up like enforces

I got plenty choices, she ride me like some horses

I told her, don't fall off

She wanna spend the night, I'm like, hell nah

Never met Buffy, I'm a motherfuckin' slayer

Never played sports, but I'm a motherfuckin' player

Yeah, man, I'm so hood, man

Juggin' in the hood, man

Getting money', in the backseat on the trunk

And on the hood, man

We gettin' money, best believe it cuz

We out here juggin', hoe

You don't know money when you see it

Stop lookin', hoe

Cause dammit, I'm the jug, jug

I'm the jug, man

Jug, jug

I'm the jug, man

I can't go broke, I'm the jug, man

I can't fall off, I like that from the hood, man

Jug, jug