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letra de juice - fbg duck

verse 1
b-tch i was broke, but they can’t say that sh-t no more
soon as my last b-tch left, i went and got another hoe
soon as that hoopty sh-t didn’t work, i went and found another goal
can’t n0body tell me where i can’t go, i’m not on parole
everybody around me know that my pockets swoll
and we ’bout to celebrate like we just won the super bowl
and after every d-mn show, we f-ck different hoes
money calling, time to go, i’m back on the road

chorus
b-tch i was broke! now i got racks for real
i know nas want me dead, why you think i pack steel?
like he ain’t enjoy the show… he ain’t gon’ clap for real
nas act like they murder sh-t… he ain’t like that for real
like a pre-school… b-tch i got the juice (ooh, oohs)
why you leanin’? b-tch i’m off a deuce (ooh, oohs)
i just f-cked your b-tch, she hurt… ah (ooh, ooh, oohs)
b-tch i’m a big dog… (roof, roof, roofs)
verse 2
tell b-tch that i’m on some big dog sh-t
leave them lil nas alone, come suck a big dog d
see this rollie cost me 40, that’s a big dog wrist
yeah b-tch, i’m the boss, i’m on my rick ross sh-t
i just bought a glock, and i call that b-tch a cooler
press a b-tton on it, it’s gon’ drop a na roof
i don’t mind nas business, i don’t even own a suit
i got something in my boot, that might leave you doot-doot-doot

- fbg duck

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