| First thing’s first man let’s get some understood
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| I’m a street nigga straight up out the hood
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| I remember the first day I met the plug
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| When I came back to the city bussin jugs
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| Tell the jack boys I wish a nigga would
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| On the real my nigga we been gambling good
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| .44 full, dog, up in the club
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| I’m obsessed with sipping lean and smoking bud
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| My mama say the neighbors think I’m selling drugs
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| I told my mama chill and then gave her a dub
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| I turnt the stove on then gave mama a hug
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| Now when these niggas re-up, they re-up with us
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| Jug, you’re just another damn jug
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| Bitch don’t even know it, she done met the damn plug
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| Jug, and I jug so good
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| Bitch don’t even know it, she can leave the damn hood
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| Jug, jug, Jug, jug, Jug, jug
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| Jug, jug, Jug, jug, Jug, jug
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| Bitch don’t even know it, she done met the damn plug
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| Man a nigga set tripping in the wrong damn hood
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| Call a nigga cuz when he shoulda said blood
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| Hood nigga know that he gotta show love
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| Pull up to the club spend a whole damn dub
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| Hey, it’s your god damn move
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| You arguing about a bitch and she’s a god damn slut
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| What? | 
| And now you car shot up
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| Beefing bout a bitch with a glued on butt
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| Hey, you tryna act all tough
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| Got them hundos in my pockets
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| Stamped in god we trust
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| Stupid waves no brush, she screaming
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| How he cookin' dope and he ain’t using no fork
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| Jug, you’re just another damn jug
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| Bitch don’t even know it, she done met the damn plug
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| Jug, jug and I jug so good
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| Bitch don’t even know it, she can leave the damn hood
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| Jug, jug, Jug, jug, Jug, jug
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| Jug, jug, Jug, jug, Jug, jug
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| Bitch don’t even know it, she done met the damn plug
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| 1991 when I first start jugging
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| Wouldn’t make a profit till I first start cooking
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| I’m standing on the crest like the boulder crest bully
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| Call your plug and tell that nigga that that Gucci Mane took it
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| If you lock me up I’m gonna get out and start back juuging
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| Sun valley apartments and the Neighbors keep looking
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| Gave a nick to my uncle and I told him how was it
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| Glass house, straight drop, yeah he loved it
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| Got a stash house, a scrap house, my trap house bunkin
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| Flashback, I damn near had to bust my cousin
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| Playing fucking games with the Gucci man money
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| Jugs, jugs, jugs, jugs, jugs hope these jugs keep coming
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| Jug, you’re just another damn jug
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| Bitch don’t even know it, she done met the damn plug
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| Jug, jug and I jug so good
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| Bitch don’t even know it, she can leave the damn hood
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| Jug, jug, Jug, jug, Jug, jug
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| Jug, jug, Jug, jug, Jug, jug
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| Bitch don’t even know it, she done met the damn plug |