THE JUICE
We've been hanging 'round and out there off the juice
Just when I had two problems, then they're getting clues
What kind of rule are you supposed to raise IQ?
She drops it low, yeah, she only drops it down for me
That girl, she gives me somethin' that will feed the streets
I love the way she do her thang for me
Yeah, you know me from the dirty to the east
I don't know what it is or what she's seen
She jumping out like Johnny off the bean
I roll a few down south up out the east
Feel like I never stopped to save the beats
Catch me in the radio, I'm playing for keeps
Just feed me the beats to release, and then I eat
Catch me in the lounge, you gon' need more than just receipts
Treat you like a breed of sleazy beats I keep
That pussy tastes so good, I take her to the homies
Gotta make some moves like a producer could be my peeps
When I rock the microphone, I make the speakers creep
Woke up in a daze, we run this bitch and leave a thief
She sitting at my top with the homies and I stunt
He hit up with all his guns and make so many months
That girl, she gives me somethin' that will feed the streets
I love the way she do her thang for me
Yeah, you know me from the dirty to the east
I don't know what it is or what she's seen
Just when I had two problems, then they're getting clues
What kind of rule are you supposed to raise IQ?
She drops it low, yeah, she only drops it down for me
That girl, she gives me somethin' that will feed the streets
I love the way she do her thang for me
Yeah, you know me from the dirty to the east
I don't know what it is or what she's seen
She jumping out like Johnny off the bean
I roll a few down south up out the east
Feel like I never stopped to save the beats
Catch me in the radio, I'm playing for keeps
Just feed me the beats to release, and then I eat
Catch me in the lounge, you gon' need more than just receipts
Treat you like a breed of sleazy beats I keep
That pussy tastes so good, I take her to the homies
Gotta make some moves like a producer could be my peeps
When I rock the microphone, I make the speakers creep
Woke up in a daze, we run this bitch and leave a thief
She sitting at my top with the homies and I stunt
He hit up with all his guns and make so many months
That girl, she gives me somethin' that will feed the streets
I love the way she do her thang for me
Yeah, you know me from the dirty to the east
I don't know what it is or what she's seen
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