Juicy J – Red Carpet Treatment (Lyrics & Video)

Red Carpet Treatment – Juicy J Lyrics

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Every time I come, I'm comin' trim, they like, "That's him, let's go"

Pedal's on the floor, pedal to thе floor, I can do a walkthrough for eighty, that be more than niggas' shows

Sittin' courtsidе at the game front row, so close that a referee could trip on my toes

Sections ain't cheap, in executive suites, been done book me a flight, been done left for the week

Yeah, my wife feed me grapes like the prince of Zamun' and that's 'cause she my queen, fuck a ho, man

I done took it to a whole 'nother level, put the ice in the bezel, diamonds dancin' like it's Soul Train

Tryna stop it, gotta go and get the devil, I'm a decorated general, I show you all the medals

Haters get buried in the middle of the desert, call me a handyman, got a hammer and a shovel

Business get stood on, their heads'll get handed out

All you can do is just hate from a spam account

G-Wagon Brabus, I bought this bitch kitted out

Top off the 'Rari, my car got her titties out

We don't clique up, but that don't make us enemies

Some of you niggas got secret identities

Pass the weed like a ho 'round the industry

I'm the GOAT, so you know what they givin' me

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I'm from North Memphis, but ain't no brotherhood

People next door get you jacked by another hood

Stay on your paper, no captain saver

Thought he was brave, but a stick got him braver

An early graver or doin' life, though

Pills and them drugs have your pockets on lipo

Must be a psycho, money on flipper

Bank account fat like a swole lip-a

Chip out the chip-a, rack after rack-a

Show after show, stack after stack-a

Gucci backpack-a

We on them dollars, poppin' our collars

Country got hollows in every chamber

Valet the car, we walk in, got the banger

First-class flight, treatin' us like some singers

Watchin' them groupies, they got sticky fingers, ew

Diamonds on teethers

Nothin' but nightmares comin' to sleepers

You got her pregnant, it's cheaper to keep her

Child support comin' like the grim reaper

I need that revenue, I like my money blue

I don't do strip clubs, I ain't got bunny flu

I'm talkin' powder, that's what a dummy do

Blessings on blessings is sweeter than honeydew

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