Beetle Juice Lyrics

Yeah

I got money in a trash bag

bitch the math math

bitch I'm back back

I don't cap cap

Bitch I'm Jim Carrey with the Mask

Bitch I snap snap

I make a pussy nigga dance,

make him tap tap

Bitch you got a PapPap

yeah

My shit boom boom

Don't make me pull this motherfucker out and clear the room

Hmm

I got niggas,

I got bitches,

I got 50 goons

How you say you love her but you know that she a eater too

Beetlejuice

Beetlejuice

I smoke it till I see the roof

I know you lyin', I don't need no proof

Clean up crew,

Rollin' round with we know who

Stackin' up this Pinochle

No I don't wanna be like you

Uh,

You the man, on the computer man

Bitch it's 160 on my dash, what's that, a scooter man?

Yeah, they be out here fake ass hustlin', smokin' Boot up man

Tell that bitch keep drownin' in my drip, she finna lose her man

Your bitch gon' lick me from the rooter to the tooter, man

And if he disrespect my son, then I'ma shoot a man

Yeah, they be rappers, but they actors like they Luda, man

That bitch been got that BBL, but it's still boofin', man

Nigga, I ride with the stick in the backseat, mm

Come and attack me, mm

Bitch I'm the black sheep , mm

Don't you harass me,

yeah, that stick got him runnin' like track meet, mm

Bitch is a pet peeve,

got that Wayne Gretzky

Your bitch gon' slip on that muh fuckin' jet ski,

yeah

Bitches wan sex me, mm

I tell that bitch I don't want to

I be rollin' the papers, the woods and the blunts too

Bitch, I do what I want when I'm fuckin' Rapunzel

Is we smokin' the weed or we smokin' the funnel

I be fuckin' on bitches with dreads and not bundles

Your bitch hit me up, yeah, she want me to come through

Yeah, she know I'm a munch too

Yeah I beat it down proper, I give her that one two

Yeah

That pussy don't dry when it tumble

I'm smokin' this wax, snowcap and the crumble

I be taggin' your bitch in like it's Royal Rumble

These niggas be scared, but they callin' it humble

I make a bitch tap out, I make her say uncle

He must really be thinkin' he king of the jungle

Nigga, you ain't even fungal, yeah

I bring it back like a beeper

I got your bitch and you know she a keeper

This nigga be lyin', he think I ain't peeped him

These niggas be tryin', they still ain't gon' be shit

I used to be homeless out there in the street

Don't compare me to nobody that can't compete

I got bitches on bitches, they fuckin' with me

We got jiggas on jiggas, we floodin' the street, yeah

I got money in a trash bag

Bitch, the math math

Bitch, I'm back back

I don't cap cap

Bitch, I'm Jim Carrey with the Mask

Bitch, I snap snap

I make a pussy nigga dance

Make him tap tap

Bitch, you get a PapPap

Yeah,

my shit boom boom

Don't make me pull this motherfucka out and clear the room,

yeah

I got niggas,

I got bitches,

I got 50 goons

How you say you love her, but you know that she a eater too?

Yeah,

Beetlejuice

Yeah,

Beetlejuice

Yeah,

Beetlejuice

Yeah,

Beetlejuice

How you say you love her, but you know that she a eater too?

Yeah, yeah, Beetlejuice