Happy Juice

Lyrics
[Hook : Lastee] She keeps her breats out stomach in, no she's not a cop Still she's fienda cuff the kid yeah, put me in cell block I'm just chilling with my kin yeah, I don't mess with opps And I'm high above the rim yeah, turned into a star I just wanna sip my happy juice I'm a soldier boy I ain't scared of you Ima let God do what he do It ain't a party if they ain't got happy juice [Verse 1 : Lastee] Yeah oh, happy juice Yeah oh, her panties loose Yeah oh, I'm radical Yeah oh, Xanny dude Yeah oh, dunk on shawty Yeah oh, like an alley-oop Yeah oh, nigga salty looking at me like can he lose The answer's no way Jose, all about the money She follow me like Do-Rey she fienda go both ways Burn my bread it's toasty, keep your weed it's low grade All this attention that I'm getting got me feeling so paid Clap for the boy make it clap for the boy I'm the Zulu Troy I adapt then destroy Leave it null and void drip be boxing just like Floyd I done lost my poise you can hear it in my voice [Hook : Lastee] She keeps her breats out stomach in, no she's not a cop Still she's fienda cuff the kid yeah, put me in cell block I'm just chilling with my kin yeah, I don't mess with opps And I'm high above the rim yeah, turned into a star I just wanna sip my happy juice I'm a soldier boy I ain't scared of you Ima let God do what he do It ain't a party if they ain't got happy juice [Verse 2 : CrownedYung] There ain't no party if my cup is empty and there ain't no juice All of my niggas is out here and you know they be making moves All I really care about is a bag I don't fuck with no fools Nigga I'm getting money I step inside look at my shoes Your bitch is sucking on my dick like it's a Fizz Pop She don't fuck with my piano she wants Hip-Hop I gotta smash that real quick 'cause money is like tick tock And I hope she don't ask for my T-shirt and my flip flops No way fienda feast like all day Trap hard call me Jorge Never ever tell a whore hey Niggas acting like it's broadway I ain't ever going your way Ima retire in Norway Lil mama look like Lorde [Hook : Lastee] She keeps her breats out stomach in, no she's not a cop Still she's fienda cuff the kid yeah, put me in cell block I'm just chilling with my kin yeah, I don't mess with opps And I'm high above the rim yeah, turned into a star I just wanna sip my happy juice I'm a soldier boy I ain't scared of you Ima let God do what he do It ain't a party if they ain't got happy juice [Verse 3 : Tellaman] I won't die broke bitch I refuse You used to sleep on me you used to snooze Now I've got notes in my pockets singing blues When I beat that pussy I don't leave no bruise On the beat I cruise white bitch tie my shoes Money is my muse so many girls it's hard to choose Lil thot she loose go against us you lose They praise us like Zeus xanny got a kick like Bruce I'm the realest I know you're cuffing my side hoe There's more where this came from won't run out of ammo Bitch I'm going Rambo jewerly dancing Tango Get it in different angles I don't chase hoes [Hook : Lastee] She keeps her breats out stomach in, no she's not a cop Still she's fienda cuff the kid yeah, put me in cell block I'm just chilling with my kin yeah, I don't mess with opps And I'm high above the rim yeah, turned into a star I just wanna sip a happy juice I'm a soldier boy I ain't scared of you Ima let God do what he do It ain't a party if they ain't got happy juice
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Credits
- Writers
- Tellaman
- crownedYung
- Lastee