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guccigarette - morning dew lyrics

[intro: juice wrld]
n+gga, me and pluto in this b+tch like 7 in the morning, n+gga
no sleep, n+gga
still been sippin’ all night, n+gga, d+mn
money drip

[bridge: juice wrld]
yeah, uh, she give me top in the tesla
i may invest in the extra
i’m getting money, power, hoes, clothes, n+gga, et cetera
i’m on a whole ‘nother level
i take perkys to fight all my demons
it doesn’t help that my b+tch is a devil

[verse 1: juice wrld]
spend a check on that p+ssy (whoa, whoa, whoa, uh)
i got designer all over my hoodie (whoa, whoa, whoa, uh)
yo’ n+gga ain’t real, yo’ n+gga a p+ssy (uh, look)
there he go
he get a few shots (bow)
out the draco
[verse 2: future]
blue cheese stuck to my jeans, yeah, yeah
double up, geeked off lean, yeah, yeah
baped up, lookin’ like a king, yeah, yeah
bad b+tch pullin’ my sleeve, yeah, yeah
no socks, gucci my feet, yeah, yeah
haven’t been to sleep in a week, yeah, yeah
bite down on my t++th
you smell codeine when i pee, yeah, yeah

[verse 3: juice wrld]
sipping on red lean
gun got a red beam
know n+ggas from the red team
they go brazy
pull up in that new thing
i was f+cking on new thing
bad b+tch with a tongue ring

[chorus: future]
came up in the hallway
serving j, yeah, yeah
money coming every way
my b+tch’ll pay, yeah, yeah
80/20, mine off top
i’m f+ckin’ her face, yeah, yeah
man you tripping, i’m spilling the sauce
it dripping over, yeah, yeah (hol’ up)
[verse 4: juice wrld]
pour me a four and another, i love it
sip, sip, sip, uh
it’s me and hendrix in the club
wondering if we gon’ take your b+tch
we already got five, we was gon’ make her six
i didn’t eat today, but i took the perc
and i prayed to god, it won’t make me sick

[verse 5: future]
pour me some drugs in the cup
no rush, like sip, sip, sip, uh+huh
ain’t got enough fingers for all these rings
i’m drip, drip, drip, uh+huh
turn them lil’ n+ggas to fiends
all they wanna do is bust clips, uh+huh
keep a mac+11 with a beam
i’m gucci, don’t slip
gold in your face, yeah, yeah
flooded out baguettes, yeah, yeah

[chorus: future]
came up in the hallway
serving j, yeah, yeah
money coming every way
my b+tch’ll pay, yeah, yeah
80/20, mine off top
i’m f+ckin’ her face, yeah, yeah
[bridge: juice wrld]
yeah, uh, she give me top in the tesla
i may invest in the extra
i’m getting money, power, hoes, clothes, n+gga, et cetera
i’m on a whole ‘nother level
i take perkys to fight all my demons
it doesn’t help that my b+tch is a devil

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