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juice wrld freestyle hour of fire over eminem beats - tim westwood lyrics

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[intro: tim westwood & juice wrld]
youtube.com/timwestwoodtv
yo, it’s tim westwood tv up in capital x
we got my man juice wrld in the building
it’s time to shut down the city again
last freestyle, epic, crazy numbers, biggest freestyle of the year!
we’re about to go in
this time nothing but eminem beats
understand what’s about to go down
the next hour, the world is yours
let’s do it!
it’s live, already?
cool
uh-huh
back in westwood, b-tch!
huh

[verse: juice wrld]
freestyle king, i’ma do my thing
married to the game, i’ma need a ring
run up on me, that choppa sing
brand new b-tch, that’s a brand new [?]
broke up with my b-tch
now she my side b-tch
text me on my sidekick, huh
yeah, she ‘gon put the strap in the purse like a dyk- b-tch
run up, she [?] sh-t, huh
yeah n-gga, just lose it
n-ggas be fakin’, they op, they optical illusions
run up on me, that choppa skip to conclusions
i don’t give a f-ck, with your b-tch, i’ma do her
pow-wow with her, i’ma chop her and screw her, uh
brand new money
run up on me, choppa hoppin’ like a bunny
i don’t walk it, i run it
keep it one-hunnid
headshot, headshot, driveby in a hummer, godd-mn
just lose it, uh
make love, then make music, uh
run up, choppa do ’em
waka flocka [?], do it, uh
off of the top, i be kickin’ it
hop on my d-ck like a frog, you be ribbitin’
look at the way i be rippin’ it
drillin’ ’em, like i am full of adrenaline, uh
sick of the percs, i’ma put them down, huh
run up on me, that choppa marry yo -ss like you got a gown on
guess you a p-ssy now, huh
ha-he
yeah, yeah, yeah
guess you a p-ssy now, uh
keep this beat going
i’ma spazz for a second
i’ma get up on they -ss for a second
choppa on me, it’s ‘gon blast for a second
i’ma shoot him in his -ss, i’m reckless
do it big like football, in texas
i’ma ball out like the texans
b-tches pay me like taxes
on the mattress, hitting backflips
ride me, carpet, aladin
outersp-ce, boolin’ on saturn
give a f-ck what you say, i don’t really care about nothin’, but the money i manage
hoes on my, they wanna f-ck too, though
outersp-ce, i been poolin’ on pluto
bad b-tch, hah
hot like a motherf-cker
hit the b-tch up in [?], aye, aye
summertime sadness
off the xans, tryna figure out what’s up, though
bad b-tch on the -exhales-, tryna f-ck though
keep it on the low, i don’t wanna know ho
vvs on my wrist, no snowglobe
incredible, swingin’ like frozone
i’ma probably put d-ck in ya, hold on
uh-huh, uh-huh, in your hoes home
uh-huh, uh-huh
i been rappin’ all day this ain’t normal, though
i’ma alien, goddammit, it ain’t normal, ho
pull up on ya, choppa make it rain, i’m stormin’, ho
hot like a motherf-ckin’ global warming, ho
then again, i’m colder than a freeza’
f-ck your b-tch, i leave her
dragon ball, freeze her
pull up on a scene
my choppa got a fever
[2:35]

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