Juicy J – Load It Up (feat. NLE Choppa)

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Juicy J – Load It Up (feat. NLE Choppa) Lyrics

[Intro: Juicy J & Logic]Yeah mayne
M-Town mayne
(North, North)
What Juicy say? Hey
Shut the fuck up!
We don’t play in the M
Don’t play no games, mayne
Yeah, yeah
Loaded
Load that shit up
Yeah, yeah

[Chorus: Juicy J]Load it up, load it up (Loaded)
Load it up, load it up (Loaded)
Load it up, load it up (Loaded)
Load it up, load it up (Loaded)
(Load it, got the sticks) Load it up
(Load it, got them clips) Load it up
(Load it, got that bih) Load it up
(Load it, in my whip) Load it up
Load it up (Loaded)
Load it up, load it up (Loaded)
Load it up, load it up (Loaded)
Load it up, load it up (Loaded)
Load it up, load it up (Loaded)
(Load it, my account) Load it up
(Load it, and this chicken) Can’t fold it up
(Load it, if you got it) Load it up
(Load it, out the door) Load it up
[Verse 1: Juicy J]Juicy J the G.O.A.T. (G.O.A.T.)
My joint long as a robe (Robe)
Lil’ mama roll it, lick it, light it
I want all the smoke (Smoke)
I don’t want relations, baby, I just wanna poke (Poke)
Know all them niggas money funny, I can take a joke (Haha)
What’s that in my cup? Hol’ up
What’s that in your chain? (Chain)
Boy your diamonds cloudy, it’s a heavy chance of rain (Damn)
Bro stay in your lane (Lane)
We don’t ball the same (Hmm)
Quarter million dollar watch, I left it plain jane (Jane)
Bitch, don’t ask who did it (Did it)
You with the big ol’ titties (Titties)
You got million followers but drive a Honda Civic, ooh
Nigga ain’t playin’ with me, they already know what’s up
Like a U-Haul truck, bitch, I’m always loaded up (Yeah)

[Chorus: Juicy J]Load it up, load it up (Loaded)
Load it up, load it up (Loaded)
Load it up, load it up (Loaded)
Load it up, load it up (Loaded)
(Load it, got the sticks) Load it up
(Load it, got them clips) Load it up
(Load it, got that bih) Load it up
(Load it, in my whip) Load it up
Load it up (Loaded)
Load it up, load it up (Loaded)
Load it up, load it up (Loaded)
Load it up, load it up (Loaded)
Load it up, load it up (Loaded)
(Load it, my account) Load it up
(Load it, and this chicken) Can’t fold it up
(Load it, if you got it) Load it up
(Load it, out the door) Load it up
[Verse 2: NLE Choppa]Yeah, ayy, check it
Load it up and let it ride, we ain’t fuckin’ with the other side (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Rollercoaster with these bullets, bitch, ’cause I’ma let ’em ride
Last nigga tried to rob, swear to God that nigga died (Yeah, grrrr)
Fell in love with killin’, bitch, I’m tryna catch a homicide
Ayy, bitch, I’m loaded like potatoes
I want the bread just like tomatoes (Yeah)
And if a nigga want some beef, bitch, you know that I’ma k’ ’em
And I’ma feed his ass hollows, Glocks yeah we pop those (Pop those)
Give a nigga shells like he orderin’ some tacos
She see my pockets, yeah, a nigga loaded
These bitches flat, just like a nigga bloated
Bitch, my money real long, I can’t even fuck-
Glock on my hip, you know a nigga tote it
You know and I ain’t gotta show it (Yeah, yeah)
If I off this motherfucker, guarantee that a nigga blowin’ (Bah-bah, bah-bah)

[Chorus: Juicy J]Load it up, load it up (Loaded)
Load it up, load it up (Loaded)
Load it up, load it up (Loaded)
Load it up, load it up (Loaded)
(Load it, got the sticks) Load it up
(Load it, got them clips) Load it up
(Load it, got that bih) Load it up
(Load it, in my whip) Load it up
Load it up (Loaded)
Load it up, load it up (Loaded)
Load it up, load it up (Loaded)
Load it up, load it up (Loaded)
Load it up, load it up (Loaded)
(Load it, my account) Load it up
(Load it, and this chicken) Can’t fold it up
(Load it, if you got it) Load it up
(Load it, out the door) Load it up