(Intro/Bridge (singing))
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Thirsty, thirsty, trynna choose
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I mean I know, I'm pretty cool
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My Nitty bag, my kitty boost
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I got the juice, I got the juice
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(Verse 1)
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CHANO, Chathams own
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Foolies glad I'm home
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Even my haters kinda glad I'm on
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Rest In Peace to my Vagabond
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Rapper song, singer - suspended, subpoena
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For misdemeanors, dreamer, held back ass is lowkey still a senior
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And I still shake up BO Squad, praying for my BroGods
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City on the Come Up, shout that nigga Sosa!
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Shout my nigga Fat Trel, shout my nigga Joseph
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Playing Buenos Aires while they sleepin' Buenos Noches!
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Wonder if I wrote this cause it's so crisp
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The most brokest cold stock broker winter solstice
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I could win an Oscar, Russian Accent Husky
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Acid addict, Costly avid Actor
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Kevin Costner
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AHHHHHHHHH!!!!! TURN UP TURN UP!
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(Hook)
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Juice! (Juice!)
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Juice! (Juice!)
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Juice! (Juice!)
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Juice! (Juice!)
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I got the juice, I got the juice (YUP)
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Juice! (Juice!)
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Juice! (Juice!)
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Juice! (Juice!)
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Juice! (Juice!)
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I got the juice, I got the juice (YUP)
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(Verse 2)
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God give me one sentence more
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Maybe I just gotta get suspended more?
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Hash tag it, get mentions for it
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Make you love it, get it trending more
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And then act humble
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Hear some bull that some dude mumble
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Wantin' to jump dude, but let that nigga punk you
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Knowin bitch niggas wanna bring guns to the rumbles, igh!
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But I love y'all souls
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Don't let the juice spill Pac!
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Blue pill pop
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Til you feel good enough to pop the popped bitch in the blue hills yop!
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That one - drown in the juice nigga
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Hunnid proof get "fountain-of-youth"ed nigga
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Stop with all the trynna introduce nigga
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Everybody know you dude you the new nigga!
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Hows it feel to be you, yo no se
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I ain't really been myself since Rod passed
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I ain't even really need that shop class
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I ain't really been weak since pops smashed
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I'm a genius, a mothafuckin pop smash
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Hit sensei, master
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Jack and Lindsey, Wiley, Kembe
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Been paid, 10Day been they FAFSA
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AHHHHHHHHH!!!!! TURN UP TURN UP!
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(Hook)
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Juice! (Juice!)
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Juice! (Juice!)
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Juice! (Juice!)
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Juice! (Juice!)
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I got the juice, I got the juice (YUP)
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Juice! (Juice!)
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Juice! (Juice!)
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Juice! (Juice!)
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Juice! (Juice!)
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I got the juice, I got the juice (YUP)
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(Verse 3)
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Yup, JUUUUUUUGO
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You never tasted paper
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Tripped, racing yaself trynna chase the paper
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I just faced a Vega
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And you love being Kobe when you make the lay up
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Till you realize everybody in the world fuckin hates the Lakers, Hahaha
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And then everybody wanna sip, til the juice spill everybody want a bib
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And then everybody wanna dip
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Told you I ain't worried, I ain't scared of the booth
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All you can do is spit a verse of the truth
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Merge the mixture with the purest and the fruits
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And the thirst just the worst it's the curse of the juice
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(Hook)
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Juice! (Juice!)
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Juice! (Juice!)
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Juice! (Juice!)
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Juice! (Juice!)
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I got the juice, I got the juice (YUP)
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Juice! (Juice!)
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Juice! (Juice!)
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Juice! (Juice!)
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Juice! (Juice!)
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I got the juice, I got the juice (YUP)
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JUICE, JUICE, JUICE, JUICE. YUP.
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JUICE, JUICE, JUICE, JUICE. YUP.
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Yup.
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Yup.
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..........Yup.
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Juice
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| Chance The Rapper |
