Moon Juice
(专辑: The L.I.B.R.A. - 2020)
Hitmaka Right Now Sound Oh Oh-oh-oh, you know what I
wanna do Tryna take you over the
moon (Yeah, yeah) I
just want a
sip of the
juice, yeah Oh-oh-oh (Yeah) you know what I
wanna do Tryna take you over the
moon (The moon, yeah, yeah) I
just want a
sip of the
juice, yeah, yeah Haha, it's up, babe, perfect timing (Time) Uh, shawty body like a
wine glass (Wine) Five-foot-three with your fine ass (Fine) Yeah, you get better as the
time pass One-four-three, you done locked it up (Yeah) Pull them panties to the
side, had to mop it up (Ooh) Tell your lame ex-nigga he ain't stopping us (Yeah) Double C's, Louis V, had to cop you some Cullinan Rolls (Rolls) Girl, you're drop-dead in a
drop head (Yeah) Whatever to get you alone Can you say my name like it's a
topic? (Topic) Oh-oh-oh (Yeah, yeah) you know what I
wanna do (Oh) Tryna take you over the
moon (Moon, yeah, yeah) I
just want a
sip of the
juice, yeah Oh-oh-oh (Yeah) you know what I
wanna do Tryna take you over the
moon (Moon, yeah, yeah, yeah) I
just want a
sip of the
juice, yeah, yeah (King, bitch) Soon as I
open my mouth, they know I'm from Atlanta Where every nigga got a
Phantom, a
Audemars and extendos on they hammers (Yeah) Stay 'way from paparazzi cameras I'm old-school, I'm a
dope boy, baby, I
ain't never been a
scammer Raise my antenna (Woo) smooth like a
clear dude (Uh-huh) Two hundred thousand for a
bag full of residue (Yup) Me tuck my tail? I
ain't gon' never do (Uh-uh) Just better know my youngins ain't gon' hesitate when I
let 'em loose (Forreal) My thing got nothing to do with what I'm telling you (Look) Take my number, make me make myself available (Here) I'll take you somewhere off the
grid, be untraceable Introduce you to a
vibe, irreplaceable, King Oh-oh-oh (Yeah, yeah) you know what I
wanna do (Oh) Tryna take you over the
moon (Moon, yeah, yeah) I
just want a
sip of the
juice, yeah Oh-oh-oh (Yeah) you know what I
wanna do Tryna take you over the
moon (Moon, yeah, yeah) I
just want a
sip of the
juice, yeah, yeah I
know you probably never gon' see like You never had a
nigga from the
hood with that D
like California, baby, so you know just what we like Walk that, talk that, nigga, that G
life Trunk full of gas usually in my backpack Run up on that dawg and I
rat-tat-tat-tat-tat Seven deuce Caprice, the
paint job's a
beast Cruising through the
city with your mama or your niece On the
Eastside, we ride the
most, pick-and-roll Then we slide to post, stay fly but ride with toast You better recognize Jeremih and T.I., we collectivize Rectify, outstanding Premeditated, never reprimanded In the
mask looking like a
bandit Jetting in my jet to another planet, that's how I
planned it Off we go, cause you got what I
want So I'm giving you what you need So stop playing with me (Playing with me) get in with a
boss And buckle up 'cause we about to take off, yessir Oh-oh-oh (Yeah, yeah) you know what I
wanna do (Oh) Tryna take you over the
moon (Moon, yeah, yeah) I
just want a
sip of the
juice, yeah Oh-oh-oh (Yeah) you know what I
wanna do Tryna take you over the
moon (Tryna take you over the
moon, yeah, yeah) I
just want a
sip of the
juice, yeah, yeah (I just want a
sip of the
juice)