Bombay Gin Dance

[Verse]
You must got Nikes on your lip the way you run your mouth
My n***a Juicy J is livin' what you rap about
I like it in the trunk of my Maybach Benz
Make you disappear faster than you clap your hand
All these n***as mad, all these hoes moist
Now I'm getting my dick sucked in my Rolls Royce
Take a full ride, I'm on my high horse
Dead man Phantom, suicide doors
Rich n***a' shit, I don't deal with rappers
I made my first million when you were still in Pampers
Ride through my whole hood like "what's up?"
In my Juicy J voice: SHUT THE FUCK UP!!

[Chorus]
These n***as' just be talkin'
Don't know what they talkin' bout
I think they just like talkin' just because they got a mouth
I'mma put some' in their mouth that's gon' cut that talking out
Put them guns in they mouth like "what that shit you talkin bout'?"