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Juice
by KBM
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I got the juice
I got the I got the I got the
I got the JUICE
I got the I got the I got the
I got the JUICE
I got the I got the I got the
I got the JUICE
I got the I got the I got the
I got the JUICE
I got the juice
From my head to my shoes
Redlining
I done lost the roof
All my ops dead, make me bread
Or begging for a truce
Groupie
Swear she knew me
Claim she seen me in a movie
I was dripping in that Louie
She chewed me
Then smoked a loosie
Ill
She got giggles
Her man home high off wiggles
She came when I came from sucking that dick that’s double dribble
Her: want him in the middle
Him: Maybe in a little
If ya man walk up and griddle
I’m ah leave em in the spital
In out of town with the 4 pound
Let it ring off like divorce filed
7 shots stock make em all count
Don’t try to bring up the lord now
Move on point
Stay on swivel
I will come through
When the suns through
Man my sun tsu rip through tissue
Trust me she won’t really miss you
Drip I spill got limit issues
I be grinding I be fried and rhymes be so official
Bankroll on brolic
Ten toes stay solid
She be kissing you down but her Belches taste like welches cuz...
I got the juice
I got the I got the I got the
I got the JUICE
I got the I got the I got the
I got the JUICE
I got the I got the I got the
I got the JUICE
I got the I got the I got the
I got the JUICE
When im on the block it never shut down
Bitch i been the plug wat do u want now
If i static then we run down
All my niggaz scoring issa touchdown
I got all the haters cause im poppin
They see dakhemist up and issa problem
The gas that i be rolling is the loudest
Sour or the cookiesi got options
U niggaz sweeter then cheescake
I run it up on weekday
Ride w the flamer no meek tape
Cause yall niggaz grimey for petes sake
Thats why i been countin my blessings
U try me im sending a message
U come to my hood better check in
I can step in any hood w no weapon
I talk my shit ima made man
Since 05 been the wave man
Bang buck it aint play land
Get ez pass to the grave man
The work it can land on a Sunday
I promised its gone by monday
Dont come to my hood it’s a one way
We dont plAy in my hood its 1 way
I got the juice
I got the I got the I got the
I got the JUICE
I got the I got the I got the
I got the JUICE
I got the I got the I got the
I got the JUICE
I got the I got the I got the
I got the JUICE
I got the juice
I got the I got the I got the
I got the JUICE
I got the I got the I got the
I got the JUICE
I got the I got the I got the
I got the JUICE
I got the I got the I got the
I got the JUICE
I got the juice
From my head to my shoes
Redlining
I done lost the roof
All my ops dead, make me bread
Or begging for a truce
Groupie
Swear she knew me
Claim she seen me in a movie
I was dripping in that Louie
She chewed me
Then smoked a loosie
Ill
She got giggles
Her man home high off wiggles
She came when I came from sucking that dick that’s double dribble
Her: want him in the middle
Him: Maybe in a little
If ya man walk up and griddle
I’m ah leave em in the spital
In out of town with the 4 pound
Let it ring off like divorce filed
7 shots stock make em all count
Don’t try to bring up the lord now
Move on point
Stay on swivel
I will come through
When the suns through
Man my sun tsu rip through tissue
Trust me she won’t really miss you
Drip I spill got limit issues
I be grinding I be fried and rhymes be so official
Bankroll on brolic
Ten toes stay solid
She be kissing you down but her Belches taste like welches cuz...
I got the juice
I got the I got the I got the
I got the JUICE
I got the I got the I got the
I got the JUICE
I got the I got the I got the
I got the JUICE
I got the I got the I got the
I got the JUICE
When im on the block it never shut down
Bitch i been the plug wat do u want now
If i static then we run down
All my niggaz scoring issa touchdown
I got all the haters cause im poppin
They see dakhemist up and issa problem
The gas that i be rolling is the loudest
Sour or the cookiesi got options
U niggaz sweeter then cheescake
I run it up on weekday
Ride w the flamer no meek tape
Cause yall niggaz grimey for petes sake
Thats why i been countin my blessings
U try me im sending a message
U come to my hood better check in
I can step in any hood w no weapon
I talk my shit ima made man
Since 05 been the wave man
Bang buck it aint play land
Get ez pass to the grave man
The work it can land on a Sunday
I promised its gone by monday
Dont come to my hood it’s a one way
We dont plAy in my hood its 1 way
I got the juice
I got the I got the I got the
I got the JUICE
I got the I got the I got the
I got the JUICE
I got the I got the I got the
I got the JUICE
I got the I got the I got the
I got the JUICE
