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sweet t - juniper lyrics

[verse]
thousand blues on me, looking like i harvest juniper
irene just popped two and they put that b+tch on jupiter
sp+ceships for whips, go tell yo girl i’m scooping her
tryna f+ck with sweet? little boy, you can’t be stupider
i can’t tell if you’re a fed or a fronter
there’s no mistaking sweet, i’m a well redhead hunter
i been all about my cheese since a youngster
tell your mans we ain’t gouda until i get my mustard
i’m shooting ten toes down, i’ll wake a p+ssy mid jumper
two glocks on my hip, that’s dumb and this is dumber
a hundred pipes in the trunk, you would think that i’m a plumber
if a b+tch don’t got a dumpy, i don’t evеn pump and dump her
i’m quick to let the stick thundеr and run off with the plunder
you dip your toes in this sh+t and take blunder after blunder
i always knew i was the one, i never had to wonder
sitting in the stu’, they’re tryna guess the influence i’m under
approach my clique with respect, don’t look at us sideways
bro thinks he’s big worm, i’m sad to say this ain’t friday
everywhere i lay a step it’s my way or the highway
shooters on the roof, big .50 cal’ in the driveway
pour a line of pop in the pint, this cup don’t got a fizz
you get impressed by some little sh+t, for me, that’s just the biz’
i’ll get you popped like a quiz, i stay with cheese ’cause i’m a wiz
you be f+cking little hoes and i be hitting milfs with rizz
but they don’t gotta be old just for me to rizz hoes
i’m built like a green bean but my chop is built like lizzo
tryna play me like a kiddo? i’ll make your girl a widow
yeah, i’m calm but i’ll up this glock on you and go schizo
i keep some gas for sale like i’m hank
i don’t f+ck with piggies but i’m all about the bank
big motor, burning up the wheels made the lot stank
up the 40 on my opp, let it off and make him plank
i hit my opps head+on and have dutch run the flank
i hit a opp’s head off and get his man shanked
i’ll let the ratchet clank just to maintain my rank
.50 cal’ in the links, this b+tch’ll bite through a tank

- sweet t lyrics

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