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Tyga – Juicy lyrics
Wah. I can tell you already now
You know I gotta do it for the streets, right?
And let us here, young jiggy nigga in icy watch grabbin' a fat ass
Yeah you love that shit too. Come here
Uh! AP on the same hand I smack her ass with
That ass, no Wood Time it is
It's time for some rich sex
Watch the ice get a bitch wear bubble gum thumb make a thug wanna chew on her
Go dumb, might fight for
Watch her throw whoop on ya
Thug bitch, Timberland boot on her
Uh! Look me in my eyes, you ain't never goin' back
We ain't never gon' loose
You ain't never gon' do that
Say I ain't the man
I know told you that shit
There I was gon' choose up, there I was gon' choose us
Uh! Do my bitch in a brand new Bugatti, Budha
AP on the same hand I smack her booty with
Better say my name if they ever ask who you with
Imma ball hard, pretty points to insist
You know how the game go, shoot till u miss
And now I'm fuckin' miss, know I'm fuckin miss
When I let me fuck her until I hit her my hit
AP on the same hand I squeeze her titties with
Yeah yeah big dog make the kitty drip
Juicy
She gettin' juicy
Yeah yeah she know I'm biggie
Grab a baby
She hot and juicy
We gon' make a baby woo
AP on the same hand I grab her tho with
I could feel your pose bitch
Get you so high like you sittin' in (?)
See me in the drummer
I'm always on the big screen
AP on the same hand I squeeze her ass with
Calimari (?) salad
I'm at the wind in Jesus Palace
Do I look like I need a fuckin' stylist?
(I look like I need a fuckin' stylist, nigga)
Uh! See this Cartier rings I was thinkin' 'bout ya
At the bank, havin' whip drop finnin 'bout you
Rap.. Rap star make a bitch sing about it
(?) my AP on the same hand I smack her ass with
That ass, no Wood Time it is
That ass, no Wood Time it is
All I got time is for dollar bills
Hoes waitin' in line for this type of shit
You know I'm the shit, I gotta kinda shit
You goin' 9-5 and goin' 9-6 puttin' in overtime, goin' in overdrive
AP on the same hand I steer the Royce with
Chillin' with a cold bitch
Smack her ass in they whole dick
My tongue just sprunge which she so get juicy
She gettin' juicy
Yeah yeah she know I'm biggie
Grab a baby
She hot and juicy
We gon' make a baby woo
Uh! AP on the same hand I smack her ass with
That ass, no Wood Time it is
It's time for some rich sex
Watch the ice get a bitch wear bubble gum thumb make a thug wanna chew on her
Go dumb, might fight for
Watch her throw whoop on ya
Thug bitch, Timberland boot on ya
Uh! Look me in my eyes, you ain't never goin' back
We ain't never gon' loose
You ain't never gon' do that
Say I ain't the man
I know told you that shit
There I was gon' choose up, there I was gon' choose us
Uh! Do my bitch in a brand new Bugatti, Budha
AP on the same hand I smack her booty with
Better say my name if they ever ask who you with
Imma ball hard, pretty points to insist
You know how the game go, shoot till u miss
And now I'm fuckin' miss, know I'm fuckin miss
When I let me fuck her until I hit her my hit
AP on the same hand I squeeze her titties with
Yeah yeah big dog make the kitty drip
Juicy
She gettin' juicy
Yeah yeah she know I'm biggie
Grab a baby
She hot and juicy
We gon' make a baby woo
Uh
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Wah. I can tell you already now You know I gotta do it for the streets, right? And let us here, young jiggy nigga in icy watch grabbin' a fat ass Yeah you love that shit too. Come here Uh! AP on the same hand I smack her ass with That ass, no Wood Time it is It's time for some rich sex Watch the ice get a bitch wear bubble gum thumb make a thug wanna chew on her Go dumb, might fight for Watch her throw whoop on ya Thug bitch, Timberland boot on her Uh! Look me in my eyes, you ain't never goin' back We ain't never gon' loose You ain't never gon' do that Say I ain't the man I know told you that shit There I was gon' choose up, there I was gon' choose us Uh! Do my bitch in a brand new Bugatti, Budha AP on the same hand I smack her booty with Better say my name if they ever ask who you with Imma ball hard, pretty points to insist You know how the game go, shoot till u miss And now I'm fuckin' miss, know I'm fuckin miss When I let me fuck her until I hit her my hit AP on the same hand I squeeze her titties with Yeah yeah big dog make the kitty drip Juicy She gettin' juicy Yeah yeah she know I'm biggie Grab a baby She hot and juicy We gon' make a baby woo AP on the same hand I grab her tho with I could feel your pose bitch Get you so high like you sittin' in (?) See me in the drummer I'm always on the big screen AP on the same hand I squeeze her ass with Calimari (?) salad I'm at the wind in Jesus Palace Do I look like I need a fuckin' stylist? (I look like I need a fuckin' stylist, nigga) Uh! See this Cartier rings I was thinkin' 'bout ya At the bank, havin' whip drop finnin 'bout you Rap.. Rap star make a bitch sing about it (?) my AP on the same hand I smack her ass with That ass, no Wood Time it is That ass, no Wood Time it is All I got time is for dollar bills Hoes waitin' in line for this type of shit You know I'm the shit, I gotta kinda shit You goin' 9-5 and goin' 9-6 puttin' in overtime, goin' in overdrive AP on the same hand I steer the Royce with Chillin' with a cold bitch Smack her ass in they whole dick My tongue just sprunge which she so get juicy She gettin' juicy Yeah yeah she know I'm biggie Grab a baby She hot and juicy We gon' make a baby woo Uh! AP on the same hand I smack her ass with That ass, no Wood Time it is It's time for some rich sex Watch the ice get a bitch wear bubble gum thumb make a thug wanna chew on her Go dumb, might fight for Watch her throw whoop on ya Thug bitch, Timberland boot on ya Uh! Look me in my eyes, you ain't never goin' back We ain't never gon' loose You ain't never gon' do that Say I ain't the man I know told you that shit There I was gon' choose up, there I was gon' choose us Uh! Do my bitch in a brand new Bugatti, Budha AP on the same hand I smack her booty with Better say my name if they ever ask who you with Imma ball hard, pretty points to insist You know how the game go, shoot till u miss And now I'm fuckin' miss, know I'm fuckin miss When I let me fuck her until I hit her my hit AP on the same hand I squeeze her titties with Yeah yeah big dog make the kitty drip Juicy She gettin' juicy Yeah yeah she know I'm biggie Grab a baby She hot and juicy We gon' make a baby woo Uh Explain Request ×



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