Chance The Rapper - Juice Lyrics
[Intro/Bridge (singing)]Thirsty, thirsty, trynna chooseI mean I know, I'm pretty coolMy Nitty bag, my kitty boostI got the juice, I got the juice[Verse 1]CHANO, Chathams ownFoolies glad I'm homeEven my haters kinda glad I'm onRest In Peace to my VagabondRapper song, singer - suspended, subpoenaFor misdemeanors, dreamer, held back ass is lowkey still a seniorAnd I still shake up BO Squad, praying for my BroGodsCity on the Come Up, shout that nigga Sosa!Shout my nigga Fat Trel, shout my nigga JosephPlaying Buenos Aires while they sleepin' Buenos Noches!Wonder if I wrote this cause it's so crispThe most brokest cold stock broker winter solsticeI could win an Oscar, Russian Accent HuskyAcid addict, Costly avid ActorKevin CostnerAHHHHHHHHH!!!!! TURN UP TURN UP![Hook]Juice! (Juice!)Juice! (Juice!)Juice! (Juice!)Juice! (Juice!)I got the juice, I got the juice (YUP)Juice! (Juice!)Juice! (Juice!)Juice! (Juice!)Juice! (Juice!)I got the juice, I got the juice (YUP)[Verse 2]God give me one sentence moreMaybe I just gotta get suspended more?Hash tag it, get mentions for itMake you love it, get it trending moreAnd then act humbleHear some bull that some dude mumbleWantin' to jump dude, but let that nigga punk youKnowin ***** niggas wanna bring guns to the rumbles, igh!But I love y'all soulsDon't let the juice spill Pac!Blue pill popTil you feel good enough to pop the popped ***** in the blue hills yop!That one - drown in the juice niggaHunnid proof get "fountain-of-youth"ed niggaStop with all the trynna introduce niggaEverybody know you dude you the new nigga!Hows it feel to be you, yo no seI ain't really been myself since Rod passedI ain't even really need that shop classI ain't really been weak since pops smashedI'm a genius, a motha*****in pop smashHit sensei, masterJack and Lindsey, Wiley, KembeBeen paid, 10Day been they FAFSAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!! TURN UP TURN UP![Hook][Verse 3]Yup, JUUUUUUUGOYou never tasted paperTripped, racing yaself trynna chase the paperI just faced a VegaAnd you love being Kobe when you make the lay upTill you realize everybody in the world *****in hates the Lakers, HahahaAnd then everybody wanna sip, til the juice spill everybody want a bibAnd then everybody wanna dipTold you I ain't worried, I ain't scared of the boothAll you can do is spit a verse of the truthMerge the mixture with the purest and the fruitsAnd the thirst just the worst it's the curse of the juice+ [Bridge]JUICE, JUICE, JUICE, JUICE. YUP.JUICE, JUICE, JUICE, JUICE. YUP.Yup.Yup...........Yup.
