PAROLES
[Intro: Juicy J & Logic]
Yeah, mayne
M-Town, mayne
(North, North)
What Juicy say? (Hey) He be like, “Shut the fuck up!”
We don’t play in the M (North Memphis)
We don’t play no games, mayne (North Memphis)
Yeah, yeah (North Memphis), loaded (North Memphis)
Load that shit up, mayne (North Memphis), yeah, yeah
[Chorus: Juicy J]
Load it up (Load it up)
Load it up (Load it up)
Load it up (Load it up)
Load it up (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)
Load it up (Load it up)
Load it up (Load it up)
Load it up (Load it up)
Load it up (Load it)
(My account) Load it up (Load it)
(And this chicken) Can’t fold it up (Load it)
(If you got it) Hold it up (Load it)
(Off the dope) Load it up (Yeah, load it)
[Verse 1: Juicy J]
Juicy J the G.O.A.T. (G.O.A.T.), my joint long as a rope (Rope)
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’t 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 (Mmm)
Quarter million dollar watch, I left it plain jane (Jane)
Bitch, don’t act saditty, you with the big ol’ titties (Titties)
You got a million followers but drive a Honda Civic (Oop)
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 & NLE Choppa]
Load it up (Load it up)
Load it up (Load it up)
Load it up (Load it up)
Load it up (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)
Load it up (Load it up)
Load it up (Load it up)
Load it up (Load it up)
Load it up (Load it)
(My account) Load it up (Load it)
(And this chicken) Can’t fold it up (Yeah)
(If you got it) Hold it up (Ayy)
(Off the dope) Load it up (Check it)
[Verse 2: NLE Choppa]
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, grrt)
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 (No cap)
And if a nigga want some beef (Yeah), bitch, you know that I’ma k’ ’em (Grrt)
And I’ma feed his ass hollows, Glocks, yeah, we pop those (Pop those)
Give a nigga shells like he orderin’ some tacos
She seen my pockets, yeah, a nigga loaded
These bitches flat just like a nigga bloated
Bitch, my money real long, I can’t even fuckin’ fold it
Glock on my hip, you know a nigga tote it (Yeah)
You know and I ain’t gotta show it (Yeah, yeah)
If I off this motherfucker, guaranteed that a nigga blowin’ (Bah-bah, bah-bah), yeah
[Chorus: Juicy J]
Load it up (Load it up)
Load it up (Load it up)
Load it up (Load it up)
Load it up (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)
Load it up (Load it up)
Load it up (Load it up)
Load it up (Load it up)
Load it up (Load it)
(My account) Load it up (Load it)
(And this chicken) Can’t fold it up (Load it)
(If you got it) Hold it up (Load it)
(Off the dope) Load it up (Load it)
[Outro]
(North Memphis, North Memphis)
(North Memphis, North Memphis)
(North Memphis, North Memphis)
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