Cup

[Intro] Shout out to California, that's what I'm smoking on Pittsburgh in this bitch, Memphis.. We got one rolled up - bout to go to the crib And change clothes, for like the 3rd time today Trippy niggas [Verse 1: Juicy J] Throwed everything slow, Taylors and some hoes VIP smoking dope, blowing on some O’s Straight gin, no chaser, and I popped a roll Puttin' Happy Birthday up a white chick nose They like when you brought a zone when you finna go My paper’s so long and bitch I’m finna blow Big wads in my hands at all times Bombay Gin dance and hoes is all mine Please don’t lose your mind 'cause I’m Juicy J Throw, and I get a 9, tint all in my cars Hoes acting hard Blowing smoke on a broad call my boys like all aboard Turn up on a drank, smokin' on some stank I'm with your bitch now I'm diggin' in the paint Ice game chilly ain't no nigga fuckin' with me Get high till it kill me, smoke, sip, pop pilly [Chorus: Juicy J] Keep purple in my cup, cup, cup, cup, cup, cup, cup Keep purple in my cup cup, cup, cup, cup, cup, cup Keep purple in my cup, cup, cup, cup, cup, cup, cup Keep purple in my cup, cup, cup, cup, cup, cup, cup Keep purple in my [Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa] Uh, going all out puttin' all my bank in Get a raw paper put a lil' dank in Don’t got time for no motherfuckin' fake friends Real Taylors smoke good weed and drink gin Now it's hard to name a country that I ain’t been Party all night, party till the day end Do a show, get some racks, spend it all, get it back I don’t really give a fuck nigga They bringing Dom P soon as I hit the club nigga If you ain’t 'bout them peace signs I don’t fuck withcha Nigga, If I talk it, I live it What you make a year I go to Chanel and spend it Hand me that Bombay, I'll show you what to do with some gin Everytime I blow a mil' I bring two of them in I already changed the game once, I'm 'bout to do it again Left in a Rolls, just came through in a Benz [Chorus: Juicy J] Keep purple in my cup, cup, cup, cup, cup, cup, cup Keep purple in my cup cup, cup, cup, cup, cup, cup Keep purple in my cup, cup, cup, cup, cup, cup, cup Keep purple in my cup, cup, cup, cup, cup, cup, cup Keep purple in my [Verse 3: Chevy Woods] Couple pulls got me feelin' like a cartoon I'm spaceship high, pass that Warren Moon She turned up, saying that she rolling up that green Hulk That bitch only come around when the weed spark Home smokin' on some shit you ain’t never had Say it like you from the Bay, baby girl you hella bad I'm doped up, hardtop off the old school Gas station 7 digits off the low fuel Big bank take lil' bank, nigga cash She wanna beef Ocho you don’t get a pass G shit huh 4800 though Cali street weed I don’t do the medical Ballin' like a nigga playing 4 quarters My old head, Blazer, call him Terry Porter T-G-O-D by a landslide Blue chucks, black skully on the left side