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Ryder
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I Got the Juice (feat. Zues)
Producer:Gummy Beatz
[Ryder:Intro] 'Yeah Young nigga, pass me my Benji gees nigga, Waya say Whatchu mean Benji gees nigga, I meant my Belinciagas Yo Young hommie waya say; Yo I got Okan doing this mix nigga You know what we do, we gone hold it down nigga Newcastle in this bish, We dont follow them American niggas And shit like that nigga, we gat this shit still, Trap trap trap Daily , Nigga I woke Up in this Trap shit I tell Yahh
[Chorus: Ryder]
I got the juice I got the goose I got the toots ,back of my coupe I finna pull up I finna pull up Am riding with shooters they ready to toot (skrrr) I got the juice I got the goose I got the toots ,back of my coupe I finna pull up I finna pull up Am riding with shooters they ready to toot (skrrr)
[Verse 1: Ryder] Yeeeaaaaaah I just got hotter than a bonfire Skkkrrrr Skrrrr Skkrr on a mooffaaah Im throwing my wand like Im Potter Paa PAA He dead Voldemort They want me like pablo Escobar (scobaaah) Im taking your bitch if she all that (all that) If she ain't beating telleh Karabokahh If she ain't beating telleh Karabookah I be on my drake Shit, Mr money in the bank on yo bitch shit Wait for a nigga to flop Run away with his Bae then I beat shit You ain't on Nuin, Nigga Im about it You ain't on nuin nigga Im about it Im the type to call shots on a Bmx, yall pussios just Pmsing Gat the juice gat the goose....
[Chorus: Ryder] Bridge Lets get it My nigga my nigga listen to you nigga hehehehehe, I tell you nigga We tell these mother fuckers we gat the goons we gat the guns an shit like that We balling, We gat this shit nigga , Nigga its Ryder Tee in this mother fucker nigga If i tell niggas am coming for you then Im coming for you mother fucker i tell you this niga You know Im the mother fucking 2 dies nigga, I told these niggas i was coming for them But niggas didn't believe me nigga, I know a lot of niggas sayin though but Im coming for them too What are you actually saying though ..with alll this bull shit Wooooooooooooo
[Chorus : Ryder]
[Verse 2: Zues] Check check its Zues I gat the juice , I gat the juice She giving me head in the back of the coupe My niggas is crazy ,Ready to Ride Pa pa pa shits a homicide She sat on my lap man Im flexing Can tell that she foreign her accent Can tell that she foreign her accent When I ride a nigga make sure your belt is fastened Huh Mac 11 be strapped on my side Money cars only thing on my mind My Wrist frosty Im always on time ,just pay me my money Dont play me no mind Short nigga but the money long,Blow it all where the money go And My momma kinda stressed like boy where you get that money from Coz i got the juice i got the juice, Shout out to God as for me I be Zues We in the hood and we riding them whips Summer time you know we droppng the roof Designer designer switching them labels ,money coming in and out from different angles Hey coz i got the juice my nigga ,raping the beat like abuse my nigga
[Chorus : Ryder ]
Outro: Ryder
Yeah You heard dat modaah sockaaahs I told you Im an African, hehehe nigga You know We gat this shit nigga I got some niggas who call me Walahi You feel me now Everyone whose hating nigga i tellem fuck you in somali modahsoooka Donwhatch dah Ryder Tee nigga, 2K15 nigga We gat this
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