Juice

(альбом: Dash Effect - 2011)

Your plug's plugged, bitch!
Let go!
Man I got that juice, it should be a crime
They choosing cause I'm juicing, man I make em loose their mind
Juice, yeah I got the juice!
Yeah I got the juice, yeah I got the juice!

Man I got that juice, it should be a crime
They choosing cause I'm juicing, man I make em loose their mind
Juice, yeah I got the juice!
Yeah I got the juice, yeah I got the juice!

Fresh than a Mau', and then, they got eyes like locked
Jaws dropped, awe man, what the hell you call it? (ok)
I'm the plug, multi drug, and they finna call me Kinan
Where's Kel, I exhale and propel, farewell!
No spells games or drugs used to make her fall in love
Swag tight like a lug (I know), got the game on debug (I do)
Man my pockets on grub, she just chug and get loose, shit (haa...)
Don't hate me, man blame it on his mau' fucking juice!

Man I got that juice, it should be a crime
They choosing cause I'm juicing, man I make em loose their mind
Juice, yeah I got the juice!
Yeah I got the juice, yeah I got the juice!

Man I got that juice, it should be a crime
They choosing cause I'm juicing, man I make em loose their mind
Juice, yeah I got the juice!
Yeah I got the juice, yeah I got the juice!

OK, I'm flexed up and I'm on it, (wow!)
This juice on go, I got her free
She chi chi chi and she want it, (I swear)
This juice shit it ain't new to me
Man I'm dressed down in a coolest T
Flex around in a Louis V
My cheques so long, this car pull strong
These broads they all wanna roam with me (I Swear)
I'm like damn, I'm on my feet now!
Uh, I'm out of reach now
Long vacations, beach house
Late night, these freaks out
We on each and every channel nigga, now that's a great feeling
Ha, yeah, what you call that, oh... uhmm

Man I got that juice, it should be a crime
They choosing cause I'm juicing, man I make em loose their mind
Juice, yeah I got the juice!
Yeah I got the juice, yeah I got the juice!

Man I got that juice, it should be a crime
They choosing cause I'm juicing, man I make em loose their mind
Juice, yeah I got the juice!
Yeah I got the juice, yeah I got the juice!

Man... I swear this juice! juice! juice! juice!
Is all the way up to the roof
You can ask around and in the city or town
And they'll tell you that boy "Scoe" the truth
I got pro to do that's cheat, I do what the fuck I please
All my broads come in threes and that's double time overseas
Man I got hits on hits, they still pitching
Birds on deck, they still flipping
On, ain't nowhere near quitting
They try to copy, we still winning
They ain't seen this as big it's big pimping (go)
No life vest, I'm still swimming (go)
Too much flavor, they still licking
And it ain't for no God damn meal ticket

Man I got that juice, it should be a crime
They choosing cause I'm juicing, man I make em loose their mind
Juice, yeah I got the juice!
Yeah I got the juice, yeah I got the juice!