Mixin' Up The Medicine (Remix)

[Intro: YelaWolf] I'm on the pavement, thinking about the government Santanas in the basement, mixin' up the medicine Mixin' up the medicine Mixin' up the medicine I was in the basement, mixin' up the medicine [Juelz Santana] I'm baaaack [Hook: YelaWolf] Mixin' up the medicine Mixin' up the medicine I was in the basement, mixin' up the medicine I get jail, jump bail Get jail, jump bail Get jail, jump bail Join the Army if you fail (x2) [Verse 1: YelaWolf] Catfish... Yeah Mixin' up the medicine Tripping on the mescaline Moonshine in the bottle Got the rooms running like peppermints Spinning like a ceiling fan Hotter than I've ever been If you wanna chop it up You need a propeller, man Cellophane, sell a gram Don't sell me the weather, man If you wanna make it rain 'Make It Rain' a better jam Y'all weaker than baby's hands Faker than a rent-a-van Take it back, make a track Then give a pen to Yela, man An' I'll stomp on that beat Like its a fight that I'm just jumping in The south is getting crunk again In-and-out like I'm punching in Bitch better go take lunch again I'm working with a bomb of confidence Politicking and flipping the system Using my wrist and mixin'... [Hook] [Verse 2: Juelz Santana] Lights, camera, action I'm feeling fantastic Flyer then a pair of wings flapping Take my picture You a freak, I'mma freak You goin' home? Take me wit'cha I'll look at your baby pictures But I won't have no baby wit'cha Back up boy ya heard me Back up boy ya heard me I'm ballin' like the '80s Yeah I'm so James Worthy Still making money off the white girl - Fergie I ain't a new boy so they know they can't jerk me No limit how I get it, call me Percy Miller, I'mma killer, no mercy And I'm so dope you'd think Frank Lucas served me So hot fire couldn't burn me Bitches wanna nurse me Take her out and trick around I take her home and dick her down And send her back to you Like "Baby, I was at my sisters house" Y'all niggas remember me I'm every rapper's enemy Cause they know once I get the lead They'll never get ahead of me [Hook] [Verse 3: Juelz Santana] Swag on rooftops Air Ones, new Glock You wanna get loud, you get blasted - Boombox Attitude like 2Pac, when Juice dropped Still go to the dealer, with the money in a shoebox (Gimme Dat) This wasn't 'posed to come out This wasn't '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 body crazy, I'mma take her to the nuthouse (Pow) You lames ain't interesting The games been missing this You niggas full of sugar and I came with the insulin Whatever's your 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 that shit that ain't come out, its too-new I'm so intriguing, your girl so deceiving I'm so exciting and she's so conniving [Hook]