juice up - youngnoahhq lyrics
(intro)
young noah
i’m counting money (frrrrrrrrrr)
ha, this b-tches a lil thristy ,so ahh tell em juice up
like a dead battery shawty (haaa, ayee lets get it!)
(verse 1)
big bank big money (money)
hot headed snow bunnies (bunnies)
eating good full tummy (yea)
chinese b-tch yum yummy (yum yum)
i’m fly you bummy (fly)
throw shade i’m sunny (yea)
i’m cold nose runny (^sniffles)
think smart you dummy! (yea)
i’m getting money in fact (yea)
everyday stacking these racks (get it)
ion’t even be in the trap (nah)
i don’t need all of the tats (nah)
don’t need to rap about guns ( nah)
i don’t need any of that (nah) this the return real rap (uh huh) no gps i’m on the map (yea) i’m only spitting facts (facts) most of these n-ggas is rats (rats) i peeped all of that (yea)
gave em the blueprint i feel like i’m hova don’t lack on this blocboy pull up in the rover
i treat like eggo i pop her , i toaster beckham & norman six flags roller coaster
this b-tches be rollers , they pushing the strollers don’t pay her attention you pay her you owe her
all of this drip like a pipe got a leak, she swallow a n-gga that b-tch got a beak
my b-tches on fleek , your b-tches dont eat, i’m d-gg-n these hoes then i toss em a treat
raised in the hood learned to stay out the streets don’t hear what you said like your sh-t just got bleeped
you is a creep , she need tlc , i’m poppin like bacon on blt
i’m fly like a raven watch out rg3 , a celibate virgin ain’t f-cking with me
don’t need a hook ,i hate reading books
i’m turning heads like, sike made ya look
these n-ggas is shook
win chess with all rooks
aiming to grill . i came for the cooks
a real bad b-tch is more than the looks
you smoking loud? well , i make you shush!
can’t trust man you hanging with crooks
they riding the wave cut it off like bush
this not pop , but a n-gga is popping
don’t know what the time is this n-ggas watching
loving the pitch, quarterback option
ain’t saving these hoes , n-gga we swappin
b-tches we c-ckin, she say i’m so c-cky
i’ll be your travis , can you be my kylie?
my mama cita picante tamales
i’m pinning her down like i’m bowling no alleys
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