Neighbors

[Intro: Juicy J] We trippin', man Who? Who? Who? Who the neighbors? [Chorus: Juicy J] My mansion sit on forty acres, who the neighbors? Kobe Bryant from the Lakers, now that's paper Kobe Bryant from the Lakers, now that's paper Kobe Bryant from the Lakers, now that's paper My mansion sit on forty acres, who the neighbors? Kobe Bryant from the Lakers, now that's paper Kobe Bryant from the Lakers, now that's paper Kobe Bryant from the Lakers, now that's paper [Verse 1: Juicy J] Big cribs, lot of cars, enormonous prices I ain’t gonna tell you what I spent.. but my blood might Get money, get pussy, smoking weed forever Rub that money in my palms cause it breathes better Whole real estate, came with a lot of zeroes “How you do that, man?” Sold to a lot of people Over thirty million sold, that’s a lot of people Now I got a big crib that fit a lot of people [Chorus: Juicy J] My mansion sit on forty acres, who the neighbors? Kobe Bryant from the Lakers, now that's paper Kobe Bryant from the Lakers, now that's paper Kobe Bryant from the Lakers, now that's paper My mansion sit on forty acres, who the neighbors? Kobe Bryant from the Lakers, now that's paper Kobe Bryant from the Lakers, now that's paper Kobe Bryant from the Lakers, now that's paper [Verse 2: Snoop Dogg] Big long Cadillac, 4's on them thangy-thangs Karma hole with the marble floor, inscribed is my family name Pitbulls, swimming pools Fly you out on my private plane Fly you back below my sack And get a new batch that'll do the same Ah, man, cold game, front row seats at the Laker game Kobe Bryant, that's my nigga Juicy J, blaze, my nigga We up in here, we ain't gonna stop A hundred niggas that did move your plot A hundred more rich niggas back on the flight now When will this shit ever stop? Never The bigger the money, the bigger the bang The bigger the trigger, the bigger the bang Listen for shake up for shame Listen, my niggas, that this is my thing Dog house, laid out on forty acres waiting Kobe Bryant, that's my neighbor Yeah, that's paper [Chorus: Juicy J] My mansion sit on forty acres, who the neighbors? Kobe Bryant from the Lakers, now that's paper Kobe Bryant from the Lakers, now that's paper Kobe Bryant from the Lakers, now that's paper My mansion sit on forty acres, who the neighbors? Kobe Bryant from the Lakers, now that's paper Kobe Bryant from the Lakers, now that's paper Kobe Bryant from the Lakers, now that's paper [Verse 3: Juicy J] Straight from the projects now I drive Maseratis The live of a mob, nigga I think I'm John Gotti Bank statement proof, I buy what I choose I take forty racks and throw it out and I'm cool Got only thirsty bitches, think I'm gonna pay 'em This dick, you can, but money, you gets nothin' No need for wristbands, owner know who I am Ten bottles of Rose, two models in both hands [Chorus: Juicy J] My mansion sit on forty acres, who the neighbors? Kobe Bryant from the Lakers, now that's paper Kobe Bryant from the Lakers, now that's paper Kobe Bryant from the Lakers, now that's paper My mansion sit on forty acres, who the neighbors? Kobe Bryant from the Lakers, now that's paper Kobe Bryant from the Lakers, now that's paper Kobe Bryant from the Lakers, now that's paper