Juelz Santana

Juelz Santana - Mixin' Up The Medicine lyrics

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(feat. Yelawolf)




I'm on the pavement

Thinking about the government

Santana in the basement

Mixing up the medicine



[Hook x2]

Mixing up the medicine

Mixing up the medicine

How I was the basement

Mixing up the medicine



I'm baaaaaaaack



(Santana where you been) I been mixing up the medicine

(The game look sick) well I'm delivering the medicine

I been in the lab like a chemist just developing

My potion now its potent time to hit em in the head again

Knock knock pow pow, Santana let him in

I got what you need bitch, tell a friend to tell a friend

Label me a hit, if a fiend need a fix or a bytch just need some good dick

I got the (medicine)

You boys dripping wack drops, yall should be mascots

Come and see the splash doc, Ill give you a swag shot

** what you hearing you should listen this is rap penicillin

Still in the kitchen (mixing up the medicine)

Young splash and I'm back in the building

Swagger on a hundred thousand trillion

Whatever he said, time that by gazillion

And thats only half how I been feeling, I been



[Hook x2]



Lights camera action, I'm feeling fantastic

Flyer than a pair of wings flapping, take my picture

You a freak, imma freak you going home, take me witcha

Ill look at ya baby picture but I wont have no baby witcha

Biker boy ya heard me, biker boy ya heard me

Im balling like the 80s I'm so James Worthy

Still making money off the white girl, Fergie

Not a New Boy so they know they cant jerk me

No limit how I get it, call me Pursey (Percy)

Miller, Imma killer no mercy

And I'm so dope you'd think Frank Lucas served me

So hot fire couldnt burn me, bitches wanna nurse me

Take her out and trick her out

I take her home and dick her down

Then send her back to you like baby I was at my sister house

Yall niggas remember me, I'm every rappers enemy

They know once I get the lead, theyll never get ahead of me



[Hook x2]



Swag on rooftops, Air ones, new glock

You wanna get loud, youll get blasted, boombox

Attitude like Tupac when Juice dropped

Still go to the dealer with the money in the shoebox

(gimme dat)

This wasnt posed to come out, this wasnt posed to come out

They let that new drug out, they let that new drug out

My niggas bout to dumb out, my ladies bout to bug out

And if her bop crazy imma take her to the nut house (pow)

You lames aint interesting, the games been missin this

The games full of sugar and I came with the insulin

Whatevers ur addiction, I got the prescription

I get it how I'm living and I'm loving every minute

You got that shit that just came out, that new new

I got the shit that aint come out, its too new

I'm so intriguing your girl to deceiving

I'm so exciting, your girl so conniving



[Hook x2]
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