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realtraxx - juice lyrics

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she be acting so different on juice
out my mind but i’m f-cking with you
going solo still hang with the crew
blowing up for this sh-t ima do
she like riding while she on the yak
blowing purple then hit from the back
i pull hair but i squeeze on that -ss
p-ssy wet cuz she feeling that jazz

i’m a king cause i’m speaking the fact
on a road while i’m rolling the gas
hit my phone if you talking bout cash
if you don’t then it’s out with yo -ss

rubber band 30k per a stack
blue faces money talk like a jack
p-ssy tight so i gave it some slack
40 on me i prefer the big ak
blaw blaw put yo n-gg-‘ on blast
spazz out cuz he ain’t actin real fast
2 rounds but that n-gg-‘ ain’t last
big frown on yo b-tch you sad

break his ahh cause my n-gg-s’ on -ss
110 m p h on the dash
blue lights on my trail it’s past
fast cars make a b-tch go

f-cking so good on molly
i just want the money
ride low on a rarri’
take pics on the gram
flex bands like i’m gnarly
i’m taking the ice
ima shine like you saw me

6ms for mansion
you thinking bout robbing
the dracos’ on deck
silly n-gg-s’ to die soon
sharp ends on my fie
you dying from harpoon

you talking bout truths
i be lying for my goons
these choppas’ be spraying
paint n-gg-s’ like cartoons
i’m never a hater
preparing for my doom
i catch you on sight
turn it to a red room
guess you callin’ for the feds soon

she be acting so different on juice
out my mind but i’m f-cking w you
going solo still hang w the crew
blowing up for this sh-t ima do
she like riding while she on the yak
blowing purple then hit from the back
i pull hair but i squeeze on that -ss
p-ssy wet cuz she feeling that jazz

i got the juice
p i m p
take no ls
double us
you cannot see anything that i do
everything silent
still peeping my moves
you play with the mice
not hanging w you
you rat -ss lil peons
you ratting for views
you talking that sh-t
but still want in my crew
this a big n-gg-‘ game
you like sherlock with no clue

f-cking on thots what i do
wifing the hoes that’s for you
cashing the check what i do
peep out the drip
you gon’ know i got juice
flex a band
she shake -ss for a dude
bless her soul
cuz she know i was kinda rude
they don’t care
so she still understood

riding im hearing a tooley
i drop down the window
i’m flexing the uzi
i’m f-cking a baddie
not eating the coochie
i hit from the back
gotta squeeze on the booty

i got the juice the juice
the muhf-ckin’ juice

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