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candy coup – magic juice :o lyrics

[hook]
magic juice, that got me loose
i took a trip with no advisor to toulouse
i get that bird, i sip that goose
my life a perfect temperature la vie is sous
magic juice, that got me loose
i took a trip with no advisor to toulouse
i get that bird, i sip that goose
my life a perfect temperature la vie is sous

[verse 1]
i eat that green my cbd and thc on ebt
now leave me be i gotta chill the system set on teasing me
bootlick n-gg-s feel like she relieve me after beating me
now i’m puzzle piecing fitting cause it ain’t no peace in me
bought a piece to bring you peace i’m gon’ fight back i don’t appease
the world is cold the texture odd i told ’em don’t defrost the peas
see my drip these triple s’s guess what they gon’ cost at least
three times four times five times they worth actually
rosemary mary smell like roses, tree time good herb smoking
what’s the deal don’t make me lose focus, call me sage when i’m outspoken
f-ck spice where the pepper man if bae leaves i get a second in
tear her gone wet while i’m smashing them basically basil refreshing ’em
i ain’t really bout the street tokens how you blood but part sea like moses?
psycho temp psychosis when inside it’s the right dosage
me and goth chicks buy chokers bust it down leave it wide open
live wild no sidenote my health decline clyde tolson

[verse 2]
i’mma rob you and your family n-gg- don’t talk back to me
cut your stream of cash off financial vasectomy
i got n-gg-s slaving for me bringing bags of racks to me
money turn to power whipping up my recipe
to stop me n-gg-s unionize but b-tch i’m elon musk
roll my weed in dollars i ain’t tripping pockets stuffed
always in control power nympho can’t get enough
see you n-gg-s struggling my verdict b-tch that’s tough
you touch my pockets then we got a problem, inside my mind is gomorrah and sodom
i don’t need aid cause the finances got em, i got blue notes all my green ones be rotting
9 to five life f-ck you hard with no condom, stay at the top never back to the bottom
lost in the sauce man these broke n-gg-s son ’em, talk out they neck put that money right on em
i’m a ceo, n-gg- heed your tone
i jump brackets fast, you can’t see me no
you can’t be me tho, legal criminal
i get bands at m-ss, t.d jakes hoe

[outro]
yeah i’m talking ’bout t.d jakes that pastor -ss n-gg- bruh
pastor, not pasta
pastor
he got h-lla money tho
why?
you eat pasta
but you got a pastor

- candy coup lyrics

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