Mrs. Juicy

I said excuse me, Mrs. Juicy
Won't you sing my fuckin' tune, B
Like I'm Tunechi
Even when Tony groovy, he need some schooling
Limo tinted, system booming, stop droppin' nukes please
Part-time I get the coochie, she clean the Uzi
Exotic whip you see we zooming, nation moving
My life is like a movie, I'm draped in Gucci
Also in the Truey and the fuckin' Louis

I'm a dog but you're Snoopy, you're fuckin' spooky
Take your girl to jacuzzi, and she a beauty
Shorty sweet, and she bad, and she fuckin' boujee
We watching movies
I'm in there wetter than a smoothie
She taste so fruity
Fuck it I be killing her
Said fuck it I be drilling her
Your shorty make a mess, I guess I'm blessed because I'm spillin' her
Love me when she's sober, I ain't have to put a pill in her
Hangin' with your fraud ass, so I'm glad to put some real in her
Shorty want a real one
Introduce her to these millions
If you touch em, then I kill ya
Staring at these bills like Williams
Serena with the left hand, double smack it then she punch it
Feel the pain that's in your chest man, you been ballin' on a budget

I said excuse me, Mrs. Juicy
Won't you sing my fuckin' tune, B
Like I'm Tunechi
Even when Tony groovy, he need some schooling
Limo tinted, system booming, stop droppin' nukes please
Part-time I get the coochie, she clean the Uzi
Exotic whip you see we zooming, nation moving
My life is like a movie, I'm draped in Gucci
Also in the Truey and the fuckin' Louis



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Writer(s): Drew Panaski
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