Lyrics:
Juice Thanks For Havin Me

flawless, three jewel managerie For deals, I'm the person to speak to contractually Cats don't even have enough rank to battle me Juice the Infamous, peace, thanks for having me *Thanks

are nice If you talk table manners, don't believe all they told ya I eat with my fingers like an African soldier I don't know which fork is for meat or for

in the world today searchin' for mates Got these non-players perpin' for dates, hold up Give me love if you've got it in ya, hot as Virginia Hot enough for me

m a star. And the audience loves me. And I love the audience and they love me for loving them. And I love them for loving me. And we jus to love each

the west coast That makes me thank the east (East side) It's something about the west coast (Ah, yeah) That makes me thank the east (Help me sing) Say

are nice If you talk table manners don't believe all they told ya I eat with my fingers like an African soldier I don't know which fork is for meat or for

the West Coast, that makes me thank the East Eastside! Eastside! And somethin about the West Coast, that makes me bang the beat HELP ME SING IT! [Chorus

first power found me So i could never coward out A mind for murder but the barrel couldn't tell you half about this antichrist Look into my eyes tell me

for wars, but can't feed the poor Say there ain't no hope for the youth and the truth is it ain't no hope for tha future And then they wonder why we