paroles de chanson Juice Man (feat. DirtyFaceSmook) - JTL Jaido

Matt, you're crazy

Bitch, I'm hot, I might fuck around and burn myself
I'm a shit talker, I be talkin' shit about myself
I don't worry about people hatin' on me, I hate myself
They say you are who you're around, I just stay by myself

Real G's, move in silence, sippin' champagne
Pre-rolled joint, got me higher than a P.J
I don't play games, unless we talkin' bout GTA
Said that she alone, so I sent her my ETA

Ay, yeah, I'm on my shit again
Fit so fresh, I'ma wash it and wear it again
You been up next too long, you gotta change plans
I'm stickin' to it like the bottom of a cake pan

Shake hands, make bands, boy, I'm locked in
Get the rock, pass it to my bro like I'm Stockton
I ain't drop nothin', they just said I'm out of pocket
Yeah and jit, I'm bumpin' Kodak, so no, there ain't no flockin

Ahhh, I'm a smooth man
Minute Maid, I be fresh, I'm the juice man
We can fuck, but I can't stay, I gotta scoot, man
That boy smokin' on some reggie, he the boof man
I been good, yeah, but all my bitches bad

How he sayin' he won't smoke, he can't even take a dab
Beat the beat just like I'm mad, send it back just like a Karen
Yeah, the way I run the city, they thought I was runnin errands

Ooh, ooh
Ooh, yeah yeah

I be snappin' every time I'm in the booth, jit
I don't carry cash with me, I don't want your two cents
Florida boy, but I'm back up on my bullshit
They wouldn't play it, now they cue it like a pool stick, huh

I'm so ruthless, yeah, I really do this, yeah
Shawty throw me up the cat, I Dr. Seuss it, yeah
Me and Matt up in the kitchen, I'm the sous-chef
I don't play, boy, not a bunny, I'm not Hugh Hef
She drop it down, she gettin' lower than the bass clef

I'm playin' with it like a baker, watch the cake stretch
Hop up on it, make it bounce just like a fake check
They ain't feel it, now it's kickin' them like edibles
You don't gotta ask, you should know that I been credible

I'm a healthy kid, I be smokin' all my vegetables
She don't know what jit means, that's unacceptable
Jitterbug, doin' shit since like a jitski
I be slidin' on the beat just like a jet ski

He not authentic, yeah, I swear that be my pet peeve
Ambidexy, I be ballin' with my lefty
You ain't right, you gettin' left, yeah, simple
Call my shooter, dermatologist, he bustin' them like pimples

I'm makin' waves when I started, it was ripples
I fuck little shorty, then I fuck the instrumental, yeah, yeah
Off the domey, I don't need a pen and pencil, yeah, yeah
Rappers copy-paste, I call that boy a stencil, yeah, yeah

Juice, man, yeah, I pull up with the smoothie
It get hot up in that water, no jacuzzi

Ooh, two bitches with me, fucked 'em at the Applebee's
They doin' toosie off they titties in the backseat
I had to do the dash like a track meet
I only fucked five hoes, that's a bad week

I don't wanna know, I'd rather be alone
Keep it to yourself, lil' baby girl, I gotta go
Nutted in your home girl face, I hope her eyes was closed
Them ain't diamonds on my mama, them is rhinestones
Told a hoe, it's a no, I'm a bad guy
Toxic nigga in all her pictures like a backdrop

I can't stop goin' hard like a damn cock
Lil' Wayne flow, she lick me like a lollipop
What do we have here, I feel like I'm the juice man
How you niggas havin' the motion but no movement

I'm a fool, I'm an idiotic nuisance
Took my bitch to the store to get her boobs fixed
Hit a chicken shack, need a 20 flat
Lemon pepper, fried well, hot sauce, half and half

I fucked her so good, now she got a bad back
Rest in peace to the pussy, she a hashtag