Juicy J - Flight To Memphis Lyrics
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Flight To Memphis
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What Are The Lyrics For Flight To Memphis By Juicy J?
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Take a flight to Memphis, we came from the trenches (hey) Ballin' on the game, y'all be sittin' on the benches 50 for my necklace, boy, they didn't expect this (hey) Ice on my wrist, try to take it, we go reckless (yeah, ho) Take a flight to Memphis, we came from the trenches (Hey, hey, hey, hey) Ballin' on the game, y'all be sittin' on the benches (Hey, hey, hey, hey) 50 for my necklace, boy, they didn't expect this (Hey, hey, hey, hey) Ice on my wrist, try to take it, we go reckless (Hey, hey, hey, hey) Okay, took a flight to Memphis, need to mind your business Whippin' foreign, Lambo' tinted, you are not squad Yeah, the ice too bright, I'm too high off the whippets Got your bitch attention, bye-bye, heard she mine You say that's your shorty, then why she all over me? She like smokin', takin' money with the team (oh, yeah, she do) By herself, you can't blame this shit on me (uh-uh) All this jealousy, that's why I keep a .40 on me (yeah, ho) Take a flight to Memphis, we came from the trenches (yeah, ooh yeah, hey) Ballin' on the game, y'all be sittin' on the benches 50 for my necklace, boy, they didn't expect this (hey) Ice on my wrist, try to take it, we go reckless (yeah, ho) Take a flight to Memphis, we came from the trenches (Hey, hey, hey, hey) Ballin' on the game, y'all be sittin' on the benches (Hey, hey, hey, hey) 50 for my necklace, boy, they didn't expect this (Hey, hey, hey, hey) Ice on my wrist, try to take it, we go reckless (Hey, hey, hey, hey) North, North All my niggas rich, bitch, known to keep a big stick I can't give a bitch shit, I be on my pimp shit (you know it) She know I don't give a shit, but I'm on her wishlist Your Rollie ain't worth shit, if it goes tick-tick (you can't) I'm from North Memphis, you can get your wig split If a nigga talk shit, put him on a hit-list (yah) I be poppin' big shit, smokin' on that Christmas My whip costs me six bricks, gotta keep my wrist lit (yah) (North Memphis, North Memphis) Yeah, she wanna f*ck me 'cause she saw what I'm whippin' (saw what I'm whippin') (North Memphis, North Memphis) Took that hoe and hit her, buddy thought she was missin' (North Memphis, North Memphis) Bitch gon' miss she loves me but I won't even listen (damn) (North Memphis, North Memphis) Says she want to take a trip I drop that hoe off in Memphis North, North (yeah, ho) Take a flight to Memphis, we came from the trenches (yeah, ooh yeah, hey) Ballin' on the game, y'all be sittin' on the benches 50 for my necklace, boy, they didn't expect this (hey) Ice on my wrist, try to take it, we go reckless (yeah, ho) Take a flight to Memphis, we came from the trenches (Hey, hey, hey, hey) Ballin' on the game, y'all be sittin' on the benches (Hey, hey, hey, hey) 50 for my necklace, boy, they didn't expect this (Hey, hey, hey, hey) Ice on my wrist, try to take it, we go reckless (Hey, hey, hey, hey) Ice on my wrist, try to take it, we go reckless I got Flacko with me in the 'Rari, we stay flexin' And they want me walk through, boy, you better have that check in [?], Vlone what I'm dressed in Ay, scoop your shorty, take her home, she what I need She stay smokin', yeah, that gang shit with the team Foreign cars, watch me skrrt off in a Beam' [?] Margiela fiends, boy, you know I stay fiendin' (Yeah, ho) Take a flight to Memphis, we came from the trenches (hey) Ballin' on the game, y'all be sittin' on the benches 50 for my necklace, boy, they didn't expect this (hey) Ice on my wrist, try to take it, we go reckless (yeah, ho) Take a flight to Memphis, we came from the trenches (Hey, hey, hey, hey) Ballin' on the game, y'all be sittin' on the benches (Hey, hey, hey, hey) 50 for my necklace, boy, they didn't expect this (Hey, hey, hey, hey) Ice on my wrist, try to take it, we go reckless (Hey, hey, hey, hey) Put the gangsta on me, make me feel I'm in Memphis (feel I'm in Memphis) Way she gangsta walkin', make me feel I'm in Memphis (feel I'm in Memphis) When I think about it, girl, I feel I'm in Memphis (feel I'm in Memphis) And the pussy good money and it still up in business, uh (still up in business) Put the gangsta on me, make me feel I'm in Memphis (feel I'm in Memphis) Way she gangsta walkin', make me feel I'm in Memphis (feel I'm in Memphis) But, when I'm in that pussy, girl, I'm scared I'ma miss it Ever since then you |
Who Wrote Flight To Memphis By Juicy J?
Adrian Bruesch, Toumani Diabate, Chris Brown, Jordan Michael Houston
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What's The Duration Of The Flight To Memphis By Juicy J?The duration of Flight To Memphis is 3:36 minutes and seconds. |
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