Juice
Oh Lord have your mercy
Cause this girl wanna kill
Oh lord have your mercy
You
(Gyal) You got the juice
And I know that your badder than
All dey girls way dey come around
So baby let me I hold you down
Take you places like never land
Treat you better than your other man
Cause you got the juice
Gyal you got the juice
You a 10 out of 10 and you know this
When you step in a the place them lose focus
Oh my oh my girl your gorgeous
Dam right damn right (Gyal) your flawless
Yours a black barbie such a princess
Keep on whining your waist in that silk dress
Gyal looking so independent
With hair done and nails pressed
A million people in the room
Nah you I notice
I can tell that your hot
By how you got smoke with it
So don't focus on them other guys
Baby them dey waste your time
Me and you can catch a vibe
You on fia
And turn it up a little higher
Yeah that body bring the fia
So turn it up a little higher
You
(Gyal) You got the juice
And I know that your badder than
All dey girls way dey come around
So baby let me I hold you down
Treat you better than your other man
Take you places like never land
Cause you got the juice
Gyal you got the juice
Morello
Enough gyal dem in the party
(In na da party)
I am chill sipping on barcadi
Too many gyal in na dey party
Its Yung drew and morello
See tell a man (Jheezes)
Got you the juice
You got the nana
(Nana)
Put you in some fendi like Rihanna
(Rihanna)
Gyal you got me high marijuana
(Marijuana)
No other man can do what I do to you
(Do what what I do)
No other man can hold you like I hold you boo
(Hold you like I do)
The gyal are too sexy sexy sexy
(Mad Mad)
The money too plenty plenty plenty
(Come On)
The gyal too tempte tempte tempte
(Gyal)
So gyal whine gently gently gently
(Yeah)
Tic toc (Toc)
Take whine (Whine)
Baby slow (Slow)
Slow whine (Slow Whine)
Take time (Slow Whine)
You so fine
Oh my
You got fia
And turn it up a little higher
Yeah that Body bring the fia
So turn it up a little higher
You
(Gyal) You got the juice
And I know that your badder than
All dey girls way dey come around
So baby let me I hold you down
Treat you better than your other man
Take you places like never land
Cause you got the juice
Gyal you got the juice
Cause this girl wanna kill
Oh lord have your mercy
You
(Gyal) You got the juice
And I know that your badder than
All dey girls way dey come around
So baby let me I hold you down
Take you places like never land
Treat you better than your other man
Cause you got the juice
Gyal you got the juice
You a 10 out of 10 and you know this
When you step in a the place them lose focus
Oh my oh my girl your gorgeous
Dam right damn right (Gyal) your flawless
Yours a black barbie such a princess
Keep on whining your waist in that silk dress
Gyal looking so independent
With hair done and nails pressed
A million people in the room
Nah you I notice
I can tell that your hot
By how you got smoke with it
So don't focus on them other guys
Baby them dey waste your time
Me and you can catch a vibe
You on fia
And turn it up a little higher
Yeah that body bring the fia
So turn it up a little higher
You
(Gyal) You got the juice
And I know that your badder than
All dey girls way dey come around
So baby let me I hold you down
Treat you better than your other man
Take you places like never land
Cause you got the juice
Gyal you got the juice
Morello
Enough gyal dem in the party
(In na da party)
I am chill sipping on barcadi
Too many gyal in na dey party
Its Yung drew and morello
See tell a man (Jheezes)
Got you the juice
You got the nana
(Nana)
Put you in some fendi like Rihanna
(Rihanna)
Gyal you got me high marijuana
(Marijuana)
No other man can do what I do to you
(Do what what I do)
No other man can hold you like I hold you boo
(Hold you like I do)
The gyal are too sexy sexy sexy
(Mad Mad)
The money too plenty plenty plenty
(Come On)
The gyal too tempte tempte tempte
(Gyal)
So gyal whine gently gently gently
(Yeah)
Tic toc (Toc)
Take whine (Whine)
Baby slow (Slow)
Slow whine (Slow Whine)
Take time (Slow Whine)
You so fine
Oh my
You got fia
And turn it up a little higher
Yeah that Body bring the fia
So turn it up a little higher
You
(Gyal) You got the juice
And I know that your badder than
All dey girls way dey come around
So baby let me I hold you down
Treat you better than your other man
Take you places like never land
Cause you got the juice
Gyal you got the juice
Credits
Writer(s): Andrew Ayinbode
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