Iberedem - Lose It (feat. Balleh & Apazon) Lyrics

Scapegoat
Ayy gimme the juice
Gimme the juice, gimme the juice bitch
Gimme the juice
I'm in the booth, I'm in the booth bitch
Gimme the juice
I need to win
I need to win win
Gimme the juice
I need to win
I need to win, win, win, win
F*ck niggas is losing
Hop in the booth
Hop in the booth, booth, booth, booth
Yeah, finna go stupid
Jump on a track
Jump on a track, track, track, track
I'm ready to lose it
I got a tool and it go pop, pop, pop, pop
Yeah I'm ready to lose it
Lose? We ain't ever gonna lose
We getting to choose
Lose? We ain't ever gonna lose
We hop on the snooze
I hop on this beat I be killing it
Niggas who rap they be sick at it uh
Niggas be chatting they trash
Niggas be chatting they cap
None of these niggas know nothing about drip
They be chatting they wazz
All of they dressing they looking so f*ck' in and out sick
I be lighting the gas
All my bitches be shaking their ass
We spraying these bands
They like how we act uh
Hundred of stacks in my hands
These bitches be loving we spraying these bands
Ayy gimme the juice
Gimme the juice, gimme the juice bitch
Gimme the juice
I'm in the booth, I'm in the booth bitch
Gimme the juice
I need to win
I need to win win
Gimme the juice
I need to win
I need to win, win, win, win
F*ck niggas is losing
Hop in the booth
Hop in the booth, booth, booth, booth
Yeah, finna go stupid
Jump on a track
Jump on a track, track, track, track
I'm ready to lose it
I got a tool and it go pop, pop, pop, pop
Yeah I'm ready to lose it
I'm ready to lose it, I'm ready to lose it
Ready to lose it yeah
You cannot do it like me
I do not do this for free
Don't make a sound
If I come around you know I'm clapping them cheeks
All of my niggas gon eat
Talking that cheddar cheese
I'm too sick might sneeze
Gotta phone home E.T
He on that gas can you feel the breeze
Think you owe the world a couple hundred trees
This shit is serious I'm bout my P's
So no second chances, ain't no please
You ain't got no cheese like you lactose intolerant
Show me a nigga that I am not hotter than
Uh yeah, I cannot lose
You can not moonwalk a mile in my shoes
You cannot moonwalk a mile in my shoes
You cannot walk just a mile in my feet
Look at your girl, she looking at me
I'm looking at her, I just wanna beat
So maybe I do it
I take her to my hotel room
She was on it but biting and chewing
Ouch bitch, ow bitch, ouch, get out bitch
Okay, after the head it's some robbery shit
I can't be caught with no ordinary bitch
Pull out the wallet and take all her money
Oh, you thought you was getting this dick
Oh no like nah, nah, nah, nah
You in the ghetto like ratatata, ratatata
Ayy gimme the juice
Gimme the juice, gimme the juice bitch
Gimme the juice
I'm in the booth, I'm in the booth bitch
Gimme the juice
I need to win
I need to win win
Gimme the juice
I need to win
I need to win, win, win, win
F*ck niggas is losing
Hop in the booth
Hop in the booth, booth, booth, booth
Yeah, finna go stupid
Jump on a track
Jump on a track, track, track, track
I'm ready to lose it
I got a tool and it go pop, pop, pop, pop
Yeah I'm ready to lose it
Akwa Ibom's finest, nigga you dig
Check out my channel, check out my music
Check out my people
My people we do it yea
Booth, booth, booth, booth
You known the vibes, you know how we rocking
You know I got goals, you ain't no option
Lil bitch, ahh, whooo
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