Yo Gotti - Juice (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Yo Gotti - Juice (en) Lyrics
It's another one
I got that juice
New AP
She got that juice (ju-juice)
She got that squeeze (squeeze,
squeeze, squeeze)
She got that whip (whip)
I'm on them skis
Father all wen man nah ha no credit,
I'm overseas (seas)
I got that VVS I-C-E
man ah call pon you fi help me wid
Ooh, frozen like a cooler
di enemy, carr dem out here.
Man haffi roll with dis load pon
me everyday (everyday, mmm)
I got stones on my neck (ooh)
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Blood on my set (ooh)
Water on my wrist (drip)
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My bullet dem have plenty
Put glitter on my bitch (ju-juice)
My ex was a waitress
So I gave that hoe a tip (ooh)
My ex fucked a lame
Now she workin' double
shifts (no juice)
help me wid di enemy.
Our money ain't the same
You a lame, and it clear (ooh)52
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I did ten mil in 11 months,
not a year (juice)
like strawberry, Fly day.
I gave fifty racks in the club
to appear (ju-juice)
I blew two mil on my dog for a appeal
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I'm on them skis
I got that drip (drip)
D-R-I-P-P-I-N-G
I got that VVS I-C-E
Ooh, feels like a cooler
Juice, blame it on my jeweler
Aye
Bright banana Porsche
fresh off the runway
Monkey-ass niggas, I think
y'all all bapes
If I see you won't speak,
I'm on my Cardi B
Shorty got that night-night,
put your ass to sleep
And my label say I got
the juice (juice)
Hol' up, aye yo, Gotti,
who as hot as you?
You'll avoid talkin' money, know
there's too much juice
You may see me with security, but
know I'm the one shootin'
I been a boss all my life, I
made a millionaire or two
And you might see me in a coupe
with the disappearing roof
I had packs, I got plaques, you
get taxed for the juice
If you ask, you get facts,
I'm at Saks with your boo
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