CapriSun
Ahh yeah, okay
Yo who you know that got the juice like this
Makin' uptight bitches get loose like this
I mean, it be too much you gotta breathe, you know? Aye
It be too much you gotta leave, you know
Imma need like 50K up in my bag right now
Imma need like 50 bitches at the pad, oh wow
It be too much you gotta leave, you know? Aye
It be too much you gotta breathe
Aye, you know there's back stabbin', hatin' ass Goofy niggas
Tryna act like they can't see the beauty in us
It's a fact that we keep a couple groupies with us
And it's only because, we got the juice
Ay, came thru dripping with the J-U-ice
ATL niggas fronting like they knew knew (New New), man
Lame dudes trippin' when they looking at the price
Es verdad, no facade, that's true true, man
Yo bitches all around the world are running t'wards this man
I was rudely interrupted by your bitch, man
She said she needed money for the mortgage, man
Keep your girl from all around me like an orbit, man. Aye
But who you know that got the juice like this
Makin' uptight bitches get loose like this
I mean, it be too much you gotta breathe, you know? Aye
It be so much you gotta leave, you know
Imma need like 50K up in my bag right now
Imma need like 50 bitches at the pad, going wild
It be so much you gotta leave, you know? Aye
It be too much you gotta breathe
Well Imma make this shit clear like we playin pickup
Imma always re-flex like it was a hiccup
She put her hands up in the air like it was a stickup
And she do this because I got the juice
Yeah Mookie brought the Remy
And Jenny got the Henny
All my niggas got the loud
Shit can get a little wild
Butt-naked bitches all up in the kitchen
Hanging from the chandelier
Shit can get a little weird
Yo niggas stay sayin this and that 'til I get the gat
Bad bitches steady tryna cuff me, cuff me yeah
Bitch I get the stacks, aint no cap
You pussy niggas makin two percent of that roughly, that's rough b. Aye
So who you know that got the juice like this
Makin' uptight bitches get loose like this
I mean, it be too much you gotta leave you know? Aye
It be too much you gotta. Sigh
Imma need like 50K up in my bag right now
Imma need like 50 bitches at the pad, oh wow
It be too much you gotta leave, you know? Aye
It be too much you gotta. Sigh
Yo who you know that got the juice like this
Makin' uptight bitches get loose like this
I mean, it be too much you gotta breathe, you know? Aye
It be too much you gotta leave, you know
Imma need like 50K up in my bag right now
Imma need like 50 bitches at the pad, oh wow
It be too much you gotta leave, you know? Aye
It be too much you gotta breathe
Aye, you know there's back stabbin', hatin' ass Goofy niggas
Tryna act like they can't see the beauty in us
It's a fact that we keep a couple groupies with us
And it's only because, we got the juice
Ay, came thru dripping with the J-U-ice
ATL niggas fronting like they knew knew (New New), man
Lame dudes trippin' when they looking at the price
Es verdad, no facade, that's true true, man
Yo bitches all around the world are running t'wards this man
I was rudely interrupted by your bitch, man
She said she needed money for the mortgage, man
Keep your girl from all around me like an orbit, man. Aye
But who you know that got the juice like this
Makin' uptight bitches get loose like this
I mean, it be too much you gotta breathe, you know? Aye
It be so much you gotta leave, you know
Imma need like 50K up in my bag right now
Imma need like 50 bitches at the pad, going wild
It be so much you gotta leave, you know? Aye
It be too much you gotta breathe
Well Imma make this shit clear like we playin pickup
Imma always re-flex like it was a hiccup
She put her hands up in the air like it was a stickup
And she do this because I got the juice
Yeah Mookie brought the Remy
And Jenny got the Henny
All my niggas got the loud
Shit can get a little wild
Butt-naked bitches all up in the kitchen
Hanging from the chandelier
Shit can get a little weird
Yo niggas stay sayin this and that 'til I get the gat
Bad bitches steady tryna cuff me, cuff me yeah
Bitch I get the stacks, aint no cap
You pussy niggas makin two percent of that roughly, that's rough b. Aye
So who you know that got the juice like this
Makin' uptight bitches get loose like this
I mean, it be too much you gotta leave you know? Aye
It be too much you gotta. Sigh
Imma need like 50K up in my bag right now
Imma need like 50 bitches at the pad, oh wow
It be too much you gotta leave, you know? Aye
It be too much you gotta. Sigh
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