Neighbor (feat. Travis Scott)

Juicy J

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    [Juicy J]
    Shut the fuck up!
    Yeah mane
    We still gettin' this paper
    Buddah Bless this beat

    [Travis Scott & Juicy J]
    Jet to a check, aw, hit it in cash, hit it n' dash (yeah, yeah)
    Flash, she a dancer (flash, she a dancer)
    Stack it and fold em' (stack it and fold!)
    Forty-two acres (oh yeah) fuck on my neighbor (uh)
    Told her don't say shit (say, say, say)
    Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck
    Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck
    Dawg I'm stuck (yeah) feel no drugs (yeah)
    That's my love in a cup (yeah) keep it short (yeah, yeah)
    Got the Dawgs in the cut (yeah, yeah)

    [Travis Scott]
    Really off balance, heard they got talent (uh)
    Really ecstatic, moon walkin' backwards (uh)
    Plane it got wood floors on the cabinet
    Hit the flight attendant diamond status
    Keep a actress on the addicts daily
    Looking like Boogie Nights in the 80's, ayy

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    [Travis Scott & Juicy J]
    Jet to a check, aw, hit it in cash (yeah ho!)
    Hit it n' dash (yeah ho!)
    Flash, she a dancer (yeah ho!)
    Stack it and fold em' (yeah ho!)
    Forty-two acres (yeah ho!, uh huh)
    Fuck on my neighbor (yeah ho!)
    Told her don't say shit (yeah ho!)
    Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck
    Fuck, fuck, fuck (yeah ho!), fuck, fuck, fuck
    Dawg I'm stuck (yeah) feel no drugs (yeah)
    That's my love in a cup (yeah) keep it short (yeah, yeah)
    Got the Dawgs in the cut (yeah, yeah)
    Yeah, yeah

    [Juicy J]
    I go live like Kodak (like Kodak)
    Niggas keep dyin', fuck Xanax (fuck that)
    I kill shit, what's next? (what's next?)
    Nick can't stop my flex (can't stop that)
    Stripper put it on her chest (right there)
    She even want no check (no check)
    Got Cartier on me like Offset (Offset)
    Ain't even gotta rap, nigga, I'm set
    Get to a check (yeah, yeah) I ain't even cash (ain't even cash)
    Fresh to death lookin' like I stepped up out a casket (out a casket)
    I'm gon take my shot you gon' pass it (you gon' pass)
    My bitch classy and she look just like Cassie but she nasty
    I'm fucked up, stuck, still fill up a cup
    Woke up like what the fuck is up, let's turn up (yeah)
    Fuck a buzz, yeah, I need drugs, let's turn up yeah
    Keep a torch, yeah, I'm a dog you a mutt, yeah

    [Travis Scott & Juicy J, Both]
    Jet to a check, aw, hit it in cash
    Hit it n' dash (yeah, yeah)
    Flash, she a dancer (woo)
    Stack it and fold em' (uh, uh)
    Forty-two acres (uh, okay) fuck on my neighbor (yeah, okay)
    Told her don't say shit (damn, uh)
    Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck
    Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck
    Dawg I'm stuck (yeah) feel no drugs (yeah)
    That's my love in a cup (yeah) keep it short (yeah)
    Got the Dawgs in the cut (yeah)

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    Composición: J Juicy, Buddah Bless y Jacques Berman Webster

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