Ghostface Killah - Juks Lyrics
[Intro: Superb]Yo roll, yo' rollMy roll, my rollAiyo Maurice go to the store for me sonMy roll, tell that ***** Keisha come hereTell that ***** Keisha come here man(Two dutches, hollar, hollar)Niggas rollin' for money over there dunn(It's on a breathin', it's slice onI want that honey's bracelet)Gettin' it over there[Ghostface Killah]Aiyo what's in it? Three M's in the bankShoot it, oh you gotta stop?Six *****es, to the topA four and better, beat the fiveI looked him in his eyes, grabbed the diceSon I'll five 'em better twice for ya *****in' lifeMoney feed good, all downs is a betMeanin', any money on the ground is a betOpen up the pool, get a dicin' roomAight *****es, use Pampers, girls need a nice roomThat's a six, I told you that ***** ain't claustrophicIf you ass-bettin', you just bet yo' assNah, I got the money, I even got one wit' meAnd 'Von bring it too, he on his way to come get meHe just hit me, he'll be here in fifteenWith them two things, grey Benz and maroon seatsI got a quarter-mil in each of my first sleevesThe rest is in my longjonhs, boots and jeansCome in the buildin', before I pay I wanna see a threeCome in the buildin', nigga[Chorus: Superb]Pop your collar (do whatever you do best)Just pop your collar (up the ladder to the hill of success)[Superb]Aiyo, aiyo, aiyo, he had three down and bet three M'sSo you know what happened to himHe got three rounds, we all ex-dealersEx-killers, we gon' ride to the death for the skrillaI hold my own and rep my niggasAlways oil my guns and inspect my triggasSometimes I call my lawyer just to check my figuresHe told me not to worry, all cheques is clearin'So ***** my rhymes, I got the best appearanceAnd I survive through project experiencesYou wanna roll dice or roll and ride?No matter, you gon' get holes insideSee you *****in' with Theodore DieniYou *****in' with a metaphor King PinYou *****in' with him? Wu-TangWu, you *****in' with them?Dun, do you wanna gun to make you slim?So I'ma pop my collar, get my dollarsPop all parlors and *****in' with money scholars?Matter of fact I'm gonna ***** with rockweilers[Chorus: Superb]Pop your collar (do whatever you do best)Get your dollar (New York, up the ladder to the hill of success)Pop your collar (you know what we gonna do)Just pop your collar (New York, say no more, New York, say no more..)[Trife]Let off the Jackey Don, rollin' the dice with a happy armEverything good, money on woodBank stoppers, I send them home brokeHave them all in they stash, bettin' they own coatI takes it all, fifty and better, you make the callWatch you break your all, big sixes cuz I'm a nigga who don't like to fallHigh roller, see how my dice kissPush you pay me, and if I roll trips you pay me twice *****I rocks, believe it or notCome broke to a dice game, step off and leave with a knotHead cracks is all you see when I'm hotWhat's in the pop? A 00 g's to the bank to the man, who got it stoppedMy hand is like a gun, feel the heat when it's *****ed4-5-6 your heart drop, way deep in your socksYou wanna walk, broke your ass down the street with a bopThe drinks is on you tonight, from my peeps in the spot[Chorus: Superb]Pop your collar (do whatever you do best, yo)Get your dollar (up the ladder to the hill of success)Pop your collar (you know what we gonna do)Just pop your collar (pop us, do us)
