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Squirlly D - Juice (feat. J. One) Lyrics



Squirlly D - Juice (feat. J. One) Lyrics




J-U-I-C-E
You newkie niggas can't see me
S-Q-U-I-R double L-Y D
J-O-N-E dope as fefe
Only gas that you drop is a fart nigga
And the word around town, you a mark nigga
If you thinking 'bout flexing don't start nigga
I'll catch your ass slipping in the dark nigga
And straight pull up, no Huggies
Boy we in the buggy
Blap at his wig and watch the boy hit the dougie
The streets love me, boy I Been put the work in
For certain, to curb him you gon have to murk him
We on one, repping from the East to the West
Deceased if you press, rock a piece or a vest
Unleashing the best in the game right now nigga
Been putting it down, just ask around nigga

Juice, now these rap niggas spooked
Who the f*ck want it in the booth
I'm the mother f*ckin' truth
Talking big money like Maloof
You niggas funny style like a spoof
Boy look I got the juice
Had to shake the chains, I got loose
Now the phony niggas say they have the juice
Way too late to call a truce
Chunk up the deuce

J-U-I-C-E
Got my swag turned on like a TV
SDZUBZ, don't I make this rap shit look easy
No gimmick, running this mother f*cker like Emmitt
Locked in the lab and cooking up like a chemist
Smoking on Grimace, microphone menace
Rap game in it, finna push it to the limit
All about spinach, run me my percentage
Had to polish off the image than I really started winning
Still no major, did it independent
If you isn't talking money I don't even have a minute
Lil nigga
Think I'm the best in my section (uh)
You niggas have no direction (uh)
Half of these rappers dyslexic
Faking and flexing, you niggas is extra
I really been a boy, my niggas know I'm down to ride
Homicide for my folks and ain't nobody gon survive
Kill the pride, all that built inside, trade it all to die
Because I'm killing these niggas and feeling like Kendrick
You niggas ain't killing my vibe
The Squirrel is alive bitch back in the booth
Remember I was the one trapping in school
Remember I was the one actin' a fool
Packing a tool and was ready to shoot
Like JB, don't play me nigga
Finna do this shit bigger than JT nigga
SD got the blueprint, Jay Z nigga
Better pay me bigger or I'm Swayze nigga
Ghost
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J-U-I-C-E
You newkie niggas can't see me
S-Q-U-I-R double L-Y D
J-O-N-E dope as fefe
Only gas that you drop is a fart nigga
And the word around town, you a mark nigga
If you thinking 'bout flexing don't start nigga
I'll catch your ass slipping in the dark nigga
And straight pull up, no Huggies
Boy we in the buggy
Blap at his wig and watch the boy hit the dougie
The streets love me, boy I Been put the work in
For certain, to curb him you gon have to murk him
We on one, repping from the East to the West
Deceased if you press, rock a piece or a vest
Unleashing the best in the game right now nigga
Been putting it down, just ask around nigga

Juice, now these rap niggas spooked
Who the f*ck want it in the booth
I'm the mother f*ckin' truth
Talking big money like Maloof
You niggas funny style like a spoof
Boy look I got the juice
Had to shake the chains, I got loose
Now the phony niggas say they have the juice
Way too late to call a truce
Chunk up the deuce

J-U-I-C-E
Got my swag turned on like a TV
SDZUBZ, don't I make this rap shit look easy
No gimmick, running this mother f*cker like Emmitt
Locked in the lab and cooking up like a chemist
Smoking on Grimace, microphone menace
Rap game in it, finna push it to the limit
All about spinach, run me my percentage
Had to polish off the image than I really started winning
Still no major, did it independent
If you isn't talking money I don't even have a minute
Lil nigga
Think I'm the best in my section (uh)
You niggas have no direction (uh)
Half of these rappers dyslexic
Faking and flexing, you niggas is extra
I really been a boy, my niggas know I'm down to ride
Homicide for my folks and ain't nobody gon survive
Kill the pride, all that built inside, trade it all to die
Because I'm killing these niggas and feeling like Kendrick
You niggas ain't killing my vibe
The Squirrel is alive bitch back in the booth
Remember I was the one trapping in school
Remember I was the one actin' a fool
Packing a tool and was ready to shoot
Like JB, don't play me nigga
Finna do this shit bigger than JT nigga
SD got the blueprint, Jay Z nigga
Better pay me bigger or I'm Swayze nigga
Ghost
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Writer: DALE ROBIN WADE
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