| Yeah
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| Young Juice, 32 Entertainment
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| Aye, and we popping off the chain, dog
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| Every time you see me (okay, aye)
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| They call me Young Juice, I am the damn truth
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| (I'm ice water whipping, dog, what about you?)
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| They call me Young Juice, I am the damn truth
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| (I'm ice water whipping, dog, what about you?)
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| I’m ice water whipping in the kitchen, flipping mammy
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| Glass house drop, look like white mayonnaise
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| Posted in the trap with a chopper that do hand sprays
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| Try to rob the 32 and you will do back weights
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| Next day in M.I.A. |
| on the oceanway
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| Hunting for a plug, you can hustle a million different ways
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| New connect with white, ten stacks for them things
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| Stacks full of babies and I’m ice water whipping, mane
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| Pills for the low, pounds for a stack
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| Shop with Juiceman, you will make your money back
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| You fucking with a young untamed gorilla
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| That’s all about trapping, trying to stack another million
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| And with no children, I’m balling out of control
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| I bought a '84 and sat that bitch on 24's
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| I’m riding past you niggas and I’m picking up your hoes
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| Embassy Suite, nigga, man, you know how pimping goes
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| Young Juiceman and my money comes out of
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| You can imitate, but my flow is ice cold
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| My neck and wrist, too, so what about you?
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| I’m getting money, dog, so go flip a bird or two
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| They call me Young Juice, I am the damn truth
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| (I'm ice water whipping, dog, what about you?)
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| They call me Young Juice, I am the damn truth
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| (I'm ice water whipping, dog, what about you?)
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| They call me Crayon 'cause my cars are colorful
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| I’m in the kitchen cooking and my dope is colorful
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| Right hand shawty and my grams is wonderful
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| Dry water whipping got me living like Stunna do
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| «Ball and stay fly», that’s the motto that I live by
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| Pissy jewelry leave your main bitch with the pinkeye
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| Blue and yellow Jordan touched with a little tiedye
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| Fruity color Bathing Apes same color as Popeye’s
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| '68 Impala on some rims that sit how high
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| '07 Sport Rover with the tires
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| White zips and bales same color as my rims
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| I’m riding past your bitch in a '06 Lamb
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| Two-door Maserati, paint it red, pearly ten
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| 28 rims on some chrome silly bands
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| Watching for the snake, the eyes quicker than the hand
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| I make more plays than man
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| They call me Young Juice, I am the damn truth
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| (I'm ice water whipping, dog, what about you?)
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| They call me Young Juice, I am the damn truth
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| (I'm ice water whipping, dog, what about you?) |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song They Call Me , by - Zaytoven. Song from the album Lost Tapes, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп