Together with production partner DJ Paul, Juicy J played an important role in the South's rise to prominence within the once East and West Coast dominated rap industry. Behind the duo's leadership, Three 6 Mafia rose from an underground phenomenon in Memphis to a nationally recognized rap empire, spinning off numerous solo albums for the collective's many members in the mid- to late '90s. Like his production partner, Juicy J specialized in dark, eerie tracks driven by bass-heavy beats and haunting sounds. He also raps as a member of Three 6 Mafia. Moreover, Three 6 Mafia ventured into filmmaking with Choices: The Movie and Choices II: The Set-Up, a straight-to-video film starring most of the Three 6 Mafia's collective, Hypnotize Minds. Juicy J (born Jordan Houston) and DJ Paul (Paul Beauregard) first came together at the dawn of the '90s, when they worked as DJs in the Memphis area. The two soon began producing their own tracks and invited numerous Memphis rappers to rap over the beats. They released the resulting tracks locally as Three 6 Mafia; years later these recordings would resurface as re-releases. In 1995, the loose collective Three 6 Mafia began to form and self-released its debut album, Mystic Stylez. The album became an underground success, and Three 6 Mafia, in turn, signed a distribution deal with Relativity for its Hypnotized Minds imprint. Throughout the late '90s, DJ Paul and Juicy J produced numerous albums a year for Hypnotized Minds and capitalized on the lucrative distribution deal. By the end of the decade, the two producers were at the helm of an empire, having extended their brand to alarming lengths, culminating with their commercial breakthrough album, When the Smoke Clears (2000), which debuted at number six on Billboard's album chart.
So Much Money
Juicy J Lyrics
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Thumbin' through so much money, that I need three hands to count it
Thumbin' through so much money, so, s-so much money,
Thumbin' through so much money that I need three hands to count it
Thumbin' through so much money, thumbin' through so much money,
Thumbin' through so much money, that I need three hands to count it
Thumbin' through so much money, so, s-so much money,
I woke up in a Bugatti, and parked it by my Ferrari
Took my Rolex and chopped it and stuffed it in my Buggari
I got your bitch on a Molly, she ride me like a Ducati
If giving head had a college, she would be summa cum laude
She treat my dick like a pistol, I treat her face like a target
I told em "Bandz A Make Her Dance," I turned my head, that shit charted
Black matte Aston Martin, my longest cost a apartment
Lambo ain't come with no key, I push a button to start it
Thumbin' through so much money, thumbin' through so much money,
Thumbin' through so much money, that I need three hands to count it
Thumbin' through so much money, so, s-so much money,
Thumbin' through so much money that I need three hands to count it
Thumbin' through so much money, thumbin' through so much money,
Thumbin' through so much money, that I need three hands to count it
Thumbin' through so much money, so, s-so much money,
Thumbin' through so much money that I need three hands to count it
Say Juicy J must know magic, all these invisible sets
I put kush in my lungs and leather seats in my jet
I got a gold-plated toilet, my nigga, I'm rich as shit
And I would carry a wallet but all my money won't fit
I drop the bag in Miami, and Ferragamo'd my bitch
A couple of bands for her heels, a couple of more for her tits
Bitch I got money and shooters, don't make me pay for the hit
They wipe your ass off the planet like you ain't never exist
Thumbin' through so much money, thumbin' through so much money,
Thumbin' through so much money, that I need three hands to count it
Thumbin' through so much money, so, s-so much money,
Thumbin' through so much money that I need three hands to count it
Thumbin' through so much money, thumbin' through so much money,
Thumbin' through so much money, that I need three hands to count it
Thumbin' through so much money, so, s-so much money,
Thumbin' through so much money that I need three hands to count it
I'm countin' so much money, dollar signs all I see
I might go buy me a island and fly your bitch to my D
I got that old school Chevy with crocodile on my seat
And I still run with them wolves, yeah bitch I'm a beast
I spent the rack 'fore I knew it, and that was just on my feet
This bitch is stupid as fuck but on that Molly she geek
She like "It's Christmas in May", I'm 'bout to roll up a wreath
And I'm so cold on these hoes but I still carry that heat
Thumbin' through so much money, thumbin' through so much money,
Thumbin' through so much money, that I need three hands to count it
Thumbin' through so much money, so, s-so much money,
Thumbin' through so much money that I need three hands to count it
Thumbin' through so much money, thumbin' through so much money,
Thumbin' through so much money, that I need three hands to count it
Thumbin' through so much money, so, s-so much money,
Thumbin' through so much money that I need three hands to count it
Juicy J's song "So Much Money" features lyrics that depict a lifestyle of extreme wealth and excess. The song begins with the hook "Thumbin' through so much money, that I need three hands to count it," emphasizing the overwhelming amount of money that Juicy J has amassed. He goes on to describe waking up in a Bugatti and parking it next to his Ferrari, showing off his luxury vehicles. Juicy J even brags about having a gold-plated toilet and spending frivolously on a woman's appearance. The lyrics also touch on drug use, with references to kush and Molly.
The song's message is clear – Juicy J has made it big and is enjoying the lavish lifestyle that comes with success. However, it is also a commentary on the excesses that come with wealth and the risks associated with drug use. The reference to needing three hands to count the money speaks to the idea that at a certain point, wealth becomes so great, it loses its meaning.
Overall, "So Much Money" is a reflection of the excesses and lifestyle of celebrity culture, but also serves as a warning about the risks that can come with it.
Line by Line Meaning
Thumbin' through so much money, thumbin' through so much money,
I have so much money that I have to thumb through it multiple times
Thumbin' through so much money, that I need three hands to count it
I have so much money that it would take three hands to count it
I woke up in a Bugatti, and parked it by my Ferrari
I own multiple luxury cars
Took my Rolex and chopped it and stuffed it in my Buggari
I am so wealthy that I can destroy my expensive possessions
I got your bitch on a Molly, she ride me like a Ducati
I have a woman on drugs who is sexually pleasing me
If giving head had a college, she would be summa cum laude
The woman is skilled at giving oral sex
She treat my dick like a pistol, I treat her face like a target
I am engaging in aggressive and violent sexual behavior
I told em "Bandz A Make Her Dance," I turned my head, that shit charted
My song 'Bandz A Make Her Dance' became popular
Black matte Aston Martin, my longest cost a apartment
I own a very expensive car
Lambo ain't come with no key, I push a button to start it
I own a luxury car that has advanced technology
Say Juicy J must know magic, all these invisible sets
I am so wealthy that I can afford high-end jewelry
I put kush in my lungs and leather seats in my jet
I have a private jet and enjoy smoking marijuana on it
I got a gold-plated toilet, my nigga, I'm rich as shit
I am so wealthy that I have a toilet made of expensive materials
And I would carry a wallet but all my money won't fit
I have so much money that a regular wallet cannot hold it all
I drop the bag in Miami, and Ferragamo'd my bitch
I am able to spend large amounts of money on luxury items for my partner
A couple of bands for her heels, a couple of more for her tits
I spent a lot of money on my partner's appearance
Bitch I got money and shooters, don't make me pay for the hit
I have both wealth and connections to dangerous people
They wipe your ass off the planet like you ain't never exist
I am warning others not to cross me or they will face consequences
I'm countin' so much money, dollar signs all I see
I am so wealthy that my entire life revolves around money
I might go buy me a island and fly your bitch to my D
I am wealthy enough to purchase my own island and bring a woman there
I got that old school Chevy with crocodile on my seat
I own a very expensive car with unique features
And I still run with them wolves, yeah bitch I'm a beast
I associate with dangerous people and consider myself to be powerful
I spent the rack 'fore I knew it, and that was just on my feet
I inadvertently spent a large sum of money on shoes
This bitch is stupid as fuck but on that Molly she geek
The woman I am with is under the influence of drugs
She like "It's Christmas in May", I'm 'bout to roll up a wreath
The woman is making nonsensical statements due to being high
And I'm so cold on these hoes but I still carry that heat
I am unemotional towards women but still possess a gun for protection
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: JORDAN HOUSTON, LEXUS LEWIS, MICHAEL FOSTER
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@kufuroid
Man I get so much money, man I get so much money,
A nigga like me don't give a fuck about the price,
Man I get so much money, man I get so much money,
I gotta P. Diddy swag, and a Hugh Hefner life
Man I get so much money, man I get so much money,
A nigga like me don't give a fuck about the price,
Man I get so much money, man I get so much money,
I gotta P. Diddy swag, and a Hugh Hefner life
Man I get so much money, love a bunch of snow bunnies,
Take em to the crib, get em in the pool and then fuck em,
Take them bitches gamblin', and do some shit that Hammer did,
And go and blow a hundred racks, [?]
Foreign cars, push-buttons, anything to keep me stuntin',
Foreign chicks are freaky sumthin, pull it out she start suckin,
Bitch I got the best weed, Cali keep me puffin',
And I do alot of drugs, just like David Ruffin,
[Chorus:]
Man I get so much money, man I get so much money,
A nigga like me don't give a fuck about the price,
Man I get so much money, man I get so much money,
I gotta P. Diddy swag, and a Hugh Hefner life.
Man I get so much money, man I get so much money,
A nigga like me don't give a fuck about the price,
Man I get so much money, man I get so much money,
I gotta P. Diddy swag, and a Hugh Hefner life.
Man I get so much money, I ball like the NBA,
But I don't run down the court, I be on a paper chase,
Heard they got a brand new Lamb', I'm gon' flip dat shit today,
I'm gon' find miss Halle Berry, Flip dat bitch like Eric Benet,
15 racks, 20 stacks, in the strip I got to waste, money
Cause I can bitch, just for all you niggas hatin',
I love dem stripper hoes, pretty smiles all races,
And I would love to nut in any one of dem hoes faces,
[Chorus:]
Man I get so much money, man I get so much money,
A nigga like me don't give a fuck about the price,
Man I get so much money, man I get so much money,
I gotta P. Diddy swag, and a Hugh Hefner life, bitch.
Man I get so much money, man I get so much money,
A nigga like me don't give a fuck about the price,
Man I get so much money, man I get so much money,
I gotta P. Diddy swag, and a Hugh Hefner life, bitch.
@Frasergdf19
Only Juicy J could have two completely different songs called "So Much Money" and they both slap.
@SkillDriveR_JDM
So much money got a full version
There it is https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kHEEkteToKg
@Life.1.
Fo fo🤣❤️
@nathanyoung4736
Yes bruva, haha
@plutotheblueprint8272
Facts 😂
@BlakeBlalock
On God
@DJRAKKK
THIS WAS THE HARDEST MIXTAPE OUT THAT YEAR
@airborne2767
Pure example of lyrical genius juicy j man I get so much money x40
@bountykilla8617
😂🤣🤣
@jordanrules6643
Shit hard lol