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letra de juice - jay smallz

[intro]
“you know what’s crazy?
chad was one of, like, the first-
especially with the “hit it” record
i felt like you were one of the biggest jersey club songs
you know, back in the day, it was just a a bunch of samples
you’s one of the people that helped make an original
(nah that’s a fact)
it was different”

hahahaha, oh
(go)
(know it)
(jersey, yeah)
(lordz!)
(jay smallz, what up my boy?)
wait wait

[verse 1: jay smallz]
whenever illy pullin’ up it’s lit
yeah, tapped, tapped, tapped in
i’m still me from back, back, back then
she throwin’ it back, back, back and
lovin’ the __
she askin’ us for the juicе
don’t get too com-fort-a-ble, ha
she askin’ us for thе _____
hol’ on, i
show what infamous feel like
don’t get too caught in your feels, like
“why don’t dude never pick up?”
this clout is a h-ll of a drug
she bounce it in front of the tub
she bounce in the club and the team love her
the haters all mean mug her
really ain’t a thing but a-
beauty queen, huh
don’t need lean
she said she want the-
she want the-
(hey, you, the bomb with the juice)
(gimme some and the fiends want some too)
(hey, you, the bomb with the juice)
(gimme some and the fiends want some too)
turn me up, they all get loose
wait
(chad b, holla at me) (know it)

[verse 2: chad b]
turn me up, you know the vibe right
i can turn this sh-t into a highlight
my life a movie like mekhi phif’
i been 10th place in the limelight (know it)
they follow me at the side swipe
copy flows i did not write
about my bread, get your mind right
ass big, i’m in hindsight
she twerk that
girl you got it, work that
girl what’s poppin?
wanna see it, cop it, d-mn
we go together like pots and pans
mommy, i’m the king to this
hold on, baby, swing that sh-t
yeah, know it
hold on, baby, swing that sh-t
(hey, you, the bomb with the juice)
(gimme some and the fiends want some too)
(hey, you, the bomb with the juice)
(gimme some and the fiends-)

[verse 3: jay smallz]
hold on, look
turn my song up, the roof on fire
burn it way down, the ashes like
heard that smallz up, your boo gon’ ride
and shawty ain’t comin’ back tonight

(hey, you, the bomb with the juice)
(gimme some and the fiends want some too)
(hey, you, the bomb with the juice)
(gimme some and the fiends-)

[verse 4: jay smallz]
hold on, look
turn my song up, and they all get loose
and burn the roof, the ashes like
curb the drama, it’s all she do
when she ain’t look back at them
hold on
we in the spot, right
she poppin’ it left and she pop right
lil mama dance on tiktok, like
i’m bouta breakdance on an opp, like
who lookin’ for me when it spin, ha
head spin, back spin, ha
no tappin’ out, i tap in, yeah
tapped, tapped, tapped in, uh, like
hey, you, look at the proof
this drip from new jers, my garden too
jay, who? the one with the wave
did for y’all and my heart i gave
(nah, for real, for real, that’s no cap, real rap)
and if i had to, i’d do it again
here, have this juice for you and your friends
hold that, hahaha
lordz!

- jay smallz

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