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Sunkist Video (MV)




Performed By: Black Juju.
Length: 3:18
Written by: Devyn Nevels, Jazmine McBride, Julian Jones




Black Juju. - Sunkist Lyrics




She want that pose for the photo
You live inside your head too long you wanna keep the door closed
The light keep peaking through, what you gon do? You riding solo?
The homies finna hit you up, quit throwing off the mojo
So
Ok, bring that shit to papa
Let's make a trip and take a little dip in Bde Maka
I want you on an island, just don't want that total drama
I opened up her third eye and she seen that Futurama

Hit the gas running through your front door
Always on the move, staying ten toes
Tryna keep it cool and refreshed so
F*ck it, least you ain't no broke hoe
You don't got the jewels but you bout to
I won't tell these hoes nothing bout you
Tryna keep it cool for the clout too
I don't wanna ride, not without you

I don't wanna ride, not without you
Put it to the side, I'm about you
TKO! Yea no fighting without you
Don't be shy, sit, recline for the round 2
Always fronting when the guys be around you
Baby I don't lie, but my pride be around too
She said boy you capping like you lying with a gown too
Told her wind down, we gon' see what it amount to

Hit the gas running through your front door
Always on the move, staying ten toes
Tryna keep it cool and refreshed so
F*ck it, least you ain't no broke hoe
You don't got the jewels but you bout to
I won't tell these hoes nothing bout you
Tryna keep it cool for the clout too
I don't wanna ride, not without you

Hopped up out that slump
Nightmare ending open eyed
I got my shades on, sitting, dipping in the fun
Keep the sticks
Ain't for the bullets, but I like the water guns
Spray Spray, in my bikini dripping down my tum
I been basking, why you asking for my number?
Only call cause shorts showing my true colours
Dumb dumb all the bullshit can keep running
Me and sun collide shines while the glow blind
Goodbye

Hit the gas running through your front door
Always on the move, staying ten toes
Tryna keep it cool and refreshed so
F*ck it, least you ain't no broke hoe
You don't got the jewels but you bout to
I won't tell these hoes nothing bout you
Tryna keep it cool for the clout too
I don't wanna ride, not without you
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She want that pose for the photo
You live inside your head too long you wanna keep the door closed
The light keep peaking through, what you gon do? You riding solo?
The homies finna hit you up, quit throwing off the mojo
So
Ok, bring that shit to papa
Let's make a trip and take a little dip in Bde Maka
I want you on an island, just don't want that total drama
I opened up her third eye and she seen that Futurama

Hit the gas running through your front door
Always on the move, staying ten toes
Tryna keep it cool and refreshed so
F*ck it, least you ain't no broke hoe
You don't got the jewels but you bout to
I won't tell these hoes nothing bout you
Tryna keep it cool for the clout too
I don't wanna ride, not without you

I don't wanna ride, not without you
Put it to the side, I'm about you
TKO! Yea no fighting without you
Don't be shy, sit, recline for the round 2
Always fronting when the guys be around you
Baby I don't lie, but my pride be around too
She said boy you capping like you lying with a gown too
Told her wind down, we gon' see what it amount to

Hit the gas running through your front door
Always on the move, staying ten toes
Tryna keep it cool and refreshed so
F*ck it, least you ain't no broke hoe
You don't got the jewels but you bout to
I won't tell these hoes nothing bout you
Tryna keep it cool for the clout too
I don't wanna ride, not without you

Hopped up out that slump
Nightmare ending open eyed
I got my shades on, sitting, dipping in the fun
Keep the sticks
Ain't for the bullets, but I like the water guns
Spray Spray, in my bikini dripping down my tum
I been basking, why you asking for my number?
Only call cause shorts showing my true colours
Dumb dumb all the bullshit can keep running
Me and sun collide shines while the glow blind
Goodbye

Hit the gas running through your front door
Always on the move, staying ten toes
Tryna keep it cool and refreshed so
F*ck it, least you ain't no broke hoe
You don't got the jewels but you bout to
I won't tell these hoes nothing bout you
Tryna keep it cool for the clout too
I don't wanna ride, not without you
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Writer: Devyn Nevels, Jazmine McBride, Julian Jones
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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