Lyrics Juice Box (feat. Yung Joc) - Yung Joc , Gorilla Zoe
I
make
a
Juice
box
wet,
wet,
wet,
wet,
wet,
wet
I
make
a
Juice
box
drip,
drip,
drip,
drip,
drip,
drip
I
make
a
Juice
box
talk,
talk,
talk,
talk,
talk,
talk
I
make
a
Juice
box
pop,
pop,
pop,
pop,
pop,
pop
My
eyes
low
Chinky
like
Mr.
Miyagi
Extra
fresh,
I′m
drippin'
to
Isa
Miyaki
Wax
on,
wax
off
like
Karate
Kid
28′s
on
tha
Chevy,
ya
know
what
it
is
Me
& my
dogs
hit
the
club
like
bam
The
trunk
be
like
wam
Them
hoes
be
like
damn
Walk
up
in
the
club,
neighborhood
superstars
Buyin'
up
the
bar,
cushin'
a
cigar
A
bitch
on
each
arm,
and
both
them
hoes
foreign
Menagin′
widcha
boy,
tryna
drink
my
unborn
Lickin′
on
each
otha,
acrobatics
wid
they
tongue
Shake
it
like
Beyonce,
go
ring
the
alarm
I
make
a
Juice
box
wet,
wet,
wet,
wet,
wet,
wet
I
make
a
Juice
box
drip,
drip,
drip,
drip,
drip,
drip
I
make
a
Juice
box
talk,
talk,
talk,
talk,
talk,
talk
I
make
a
Juice
box
pop,
pop,
pop,
pop,
pop,
pop
I
go
hard
Hard
like
a
rock
I
pogo
stick
a
bitch
Until
she
holla
stop
The
juice
box
wet
Drippin'
like
a
model
Treat
her
like
a
rope
And
tie
her
in
a
knot
Hood
nigga
shit
meet
me
at
the
Travelodge
Bring
some
Red
Bulls
and
some
Trojan
extra
large
Work
a
big
chop,
she
gon′
lose
a
lot
of
carbs
Make
that
juice
box
talk,
man
I
make
that
pussy
fart
The
girl
can't
win
Once
I
get
it
in
I
turn
her
ass
over
And
make
her
back
In
I
beat
it
for
an
hour
Than
I
rest
for
10
And
grab
another
rubber
And
do
it
all
again
I
make
a
Juice
box
wet,
wet,
wet,
wet,
wet,
wet
I
make
a
Juice
box
drip,
drip,
drip,
drip,
drip,
drip
I
make
a
Juice
box
talk,
talk,
talk,
talk,
talk,
talk
I
make
a
juice
box
pop,
pop,
pop,
pop,
pop,
pop
Yung
Joc
Is
it
the
way
I
say
my
name
The
way
I
rock
my
chain
The
way
I
walk
into
the
club
Drive
the
hoes
insane
I
roll
with
hood
figgas
Real
niggas,
money
gettas
Fuck
with
us,
ay
choppa
hit
ya
Choppa
split
ya
shit
Uh
enough
of
all
that
Tryna
make
a
juice
box
wet
fall
back
I
whip
it
out
what
do
u
call
that?
She
got
scared
baby
girl,
haul
ass
But
I
just
follow
the
drip,
follow
the
drip...
now
She′s
all
on
my
dick,
she's
all
on
my
dick...
wow
She′s
rockin'
her
hips,
she's
rockin′
her
hips...
pow
Now
she′s
callin'
it
quits,
callin′
it
quits...
I
make
a
Juice
box
wet,
wet,
wet,
wet,
wet,
wet
I
make
a
Juice
box
drip,
drip,
drip,
drip,
drip,
drip
I
make
a
Juice
box
talk,
talk,
talk,
talk,
talk,
talk
I
make
a
Juice
box
pop,
pop,
pop,
pop,
pop,
pop
1 Do Something
2 Hood Nigga
3 Money Man
4 Battle Field (feat. Block & Big Gee)
5 I Know
6 Juice Box (feat. Yung Joc)
7 Money Up
8 You Don't Know Me (feat. D. Woods)
9 Last Time I Checked
10 Count On Me (feat. Jody Breeze & JC)
11 Lil Shawty
12 Tryin' To Make A Jug (feat. Big Gee)
13 Crack Muzik (This That Muzik) (feat. Jody Breeze)
14 Take Ya Shoes Off (feat. Yung Joc)
15 Real Mother **** (feat. Boyz N Da Hood)
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