Juicy
M.C. Infinite
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I think I like it
Yeah
Sentimental grooves, I think I'm feeling it
Sensual moves, I love the thrill of it
Intermission to her soul
Consequence of ill intention, bold
Misdirected, but still we crossed roads at the intersection
Now, I just wanna take my time
Get a sense of what's on your mind
Embrace your growth, your beauty
And just blocked out what you left behind
Take a sip, what your favorite wine
She said, I'm sorry but I decline
I'd rather have that vodka and juice
With a little twist of lemon or lime
Okay that's fine
I am stocked up for any occasion
My little coke bottle model
Mixed with Henny, it's sacred
I love you texture and your drip
Equipped with many amazements
Now let's now waste any of this time
Let me just lick it and taste it
I need my main squeeze
My fruit for the soul
It's been a long time all alone
Certified pro
You heard how I go
Been fiending for that
Juicy juicy
Can I get a taste of that
Juicy juicy
There's no way you can waste all that
Juicy juicy
I'ma put my face in that
Mhm, juicy
Damn baby you fine
Theres no need for you to speak your troubles
I could read your mind
Let me taste that juice
I'm feeling kinda thirsty
Little mama so good
With a little bit of whiskey
Ohh, little mamacita
Do the hula hoop
She got that chicken soup
Dessert and with some fruit
Girl, me and you
Now that's a perfect mix
Like tequila and some lime
There ain't nothing it can't fix
Just know, when it comes to you
There's nothing coming first
That pink lemonade it about to quench my thirst
Ahh
I need my main squeeze
My fruit for the soul
It's been a long time all alone
Certified pro
You heard how I go
Been fiending for that
Juicy juicy
Can I get a taste of that
Juicy juicy
There's no way you could waste all that
Juicy juicy
Let me put my face in that
Mhm, juicy
Damn baby you fine
There's no need for you to speak your troubles
I could read your mind
Juicy juicy
Baby pour me a glass
Ooh wee, ooh wee
What you gon' do with all that ass
What you gon' do with all that cash
She eloped with a lavish past
Only smoke on the loudest grass
She hit me up for an ounce of that
Juicy juicy
But really I'm knowing she
Boujee, Boujee
her up with the pro for free
her up with a load for free
Hold me down and she hold the key
On my way home I need
My main squeeze, my lotus leaf
I need my main squeeze
My fruit for the soul
It's been a long time all alone
Certified pro
You heard how I go
Been fiending for that
Juicy juicy
Can I get a taste of that
Juicy juicy
There's no way you could waste all that
Juicy juicy
Let me put my face in that
Mhm, juicy
Damn baby you fine
There's no need for you to speak your troubles
I could read your mind