Juice Me Off
Juice me off, uh, uh
Juice me off, uh, uh
Put me in a blender
Juice me off, uh, uh
Juice me off, uh, uh
Juice me off, uh, uh
Put me in a blender
Juice me off, uh, uh
All those blades
Stab into my skin
All those blades
They juice me into something thin, uh
You need to lose weight?
Go in a blender
You need to lose weight?
Go in the blender
You need to lose weight?
Fender bender
Fender bender, fender bender
Fend the money, money
Hundred bands make the money dance
How many chicks you got?
Like a hundred, man
Money chant make the money dance
How many chicks you got?
Like a hundred, man
I be scrimpin', ain't nobody in it
I be countin' up the cheddar
Chinchilla, chillin' a villain
Be creepin' inside the premises
Of another beheaded chick
Your money, know it's celibate
The money comes elegant
Man, I call that a cash flow
Money so smooth, call it a cash bro
Flow so smooth, call it money dance
Pootie got the money tang
Take off the money pants
Pussy got the money tang
You know my gang, we the money gang
Mickey finna come steal all of your money bands
And we got the blicky, be leavin' Minnie real sticky
I left it inside her—
Then Mickey gon' get in to it
We stick with the money clan
We stackin' a hundred bands
The bricks of the pure cocaine
And Minnie gon' lead the way
Ay
Get that juice
Get that juice
Get that juice
Not the jews
Get that juice
Get that juice
Get that juice
Get that juice, juice, juice, juice
Juice, juice, juice, juice
Juice, juice, juice, juice
Juice, juice, juice, juice
Juice, juice, juice, juice
Juice me off, uh, uh
Put me in a blender
Juice me off, uh, uh
Juice me off, uh, uh
Juice me off, uh, uh
Put me in a blender
Juice me off, uh, uh
All those blades
Stab into my skin
All those blades
They juice me into something thin, uh
You need to lose weight?
Go in a blender
You need to lose weight?
Go in the blender
You need to lose weight?
Fender bender
Fender bender, fender bender
Fend the money, money
Hundred bands make the money dance
How many chicks you got?
Like a hundred, man
Money chant make the money dance
How many chicks you got?
Like a hundred, man
I be scrimpin', ain't nobody in it
I be countin' up the cheddar
Chinchilla, chillin' a villain
Be creepin' inside the premises
Of another beheaded chick
Your money, know it's celibate
The money comes elegant
Man, I call that a cash flow
Money so smooth, call it a cash bro
Flow so smooth, call it money dance
Pootie got the money tang
Take off the money pants
Pussy got the money tang
You know my gang, we the money gang
Mickey finna come steal all of your money bands
And we got the blicky, be leavin' Minnie real sticky
I left it inside her—
Then Mickey gon' get in to it
We stick with the money clan
We stackin' a hundred bands
The bricks of the pure cocaine
And Minnie gon' lead the way
Ay
Get that juice
Get that juice
Get that juice
Not the jews
Get that juice
Get that juice
Get that juice
Get that juice, juice, juice, juice
Juice, juice, juice, juice
Juice, juice, juice, juice
Juice, juice, juice, juice
Juice, juice, juice, juice
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