| Rather eat crumbs with bums 'fore I split my steak with you snake ass niggas
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| I rather stay down with my day ones 'fore I come around you fake ass niggas
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| I rather have a broke real bitch 'fore I ever deal with y’all fake ass bitches
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| And I ain’t with the flooding on the 'gram I don’t really fuck with you,
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| don’t take my picture nigga
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| Posted on the corner with a 40 on my hip, Godzilla
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| We was getting to it when they hit my nigga Dean, that’s when shit got realer
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| I was on the Southside really outside got guns got killers
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| Started from the bottom of the bottom now its bottles popping in the sky villa
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| Catch a body, be about it
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| I’m from where you couldn’t talk you ain’t be about it
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| I ain’t really with the talkin', let’s be G about it
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| When we catch you niggas slipping we gon' see about it
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| And these niggas get to talking like they know me
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| Finna turn me to the old me
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| Should’ve listened to my momma when she told me
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| Now these bitches throwing pussy cause they owe me
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| I got the juice, nigga I got the juice
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| Nigga I got the juice when I hop out the coupe
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| When I hop out the coupe
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| Real niggas I’mma salute
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| Cause I got the juice, I got the juice
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| Nigga I got the juice, she popping pussy
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| Like I’m Uncle Luke
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| Cause I got the juice
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| Counting million dollars gon' fuck something
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| Put an eight up in my Phantom I don’t want none
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| Nigga looking I don’t tuck nothing
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| My nigga Ernie got thirty trying to slump something
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| I make the call to Arizona and the truck coming
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| Yeah, Papi, come dump somethin'
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| Bust them up we don’t tuck nothing
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| Take a bird to the table we don’t front nothing
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| I’m a north nigga at the end of the day
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| Gun butt a nigga with the end of the K
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| Kick you in your ass and send you away
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| Don’t come around here like your niggas are safe
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| Cause all my hittas going bllllrrrt stick 'em
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| Fuck if you with 'em
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| Its money and murder if you fuck with my niggas
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| You come to my city I fucked all them bitches
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| I fucked all them bitches cause
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| I got the juice, nigga I got the juice
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| Nigga I got the juice when I hop out the coupe
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| When I hop out the coupe
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| Real niggas I’mma salute
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| Cause I got the juice, I got the juice
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| Nigga I got the juice, she popping pussy
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| Like I’m Uncle Luke
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| Cause I got the juice
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| All she ever wanted was a trap nigga
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| Every time you ever saw me I was strapped nigga
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| Getting blunted in the back nigga
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| No this ain’t a 550, this a Bach, nigga
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| Nigga prolly spend your car money on that act nigga
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| Couple bands, 5 racks nigga
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| You call it beefin' when you '@' niggas
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| We call it beefin' when we clap niggas
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| I got the juice, nigga I got the juice
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| Nigga I got the juice when I hop out the coupe
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| When I hop out the coupe
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| Real niggas I’mma salute
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| Cause I got the juice, I got the juice
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| Nigga I got the juice
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| Load up the chopper screaming R.I.P. |
| Snupe
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| Bout to pop out the roof cause I got the juice |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song I Got the Juice , by - Meek Mill. Song from the album Dreams Worth More Than Money, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп