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letra de happy juice - lastee & crowned yung

[hook : lastee]
she keeps her breats out stomach in, no she’s not a cop
still she’s fienda cuff the kid yeah, put me in cell block
i’m just chilling with my kin yeah, i don’t mess with opps
and i’m high above the rim yeah, turned into a star
i just wanna sip my happy juice
i’m a soldier boy i ain’t scared of you
ima let god do what he do
it ain’t a party if they ain’t got happy juice

[verse 1 : lastee]
yeah oh, happy juice
yeah oh, her panties loose
yeah oh, i’m radical
yeah oh, xanny dude
yeah oh, dunk on shawty
yeah oh, like an alley-oop
yeah oh, n-gga salty looking at me like can he lose
the answer’s no way jose, all about the money
she follow me like do-rey she fienda go both ways
burn my bread it’s toasty, keep your weed it’s low grade
all this attention that i’m getting got me feeling so paid
clap for the boy make it clap for the boy
i’m the zulu troy i adapt then destroy
leave it null and void drip be boxing just like floyd
i done lost my poise you can hear it in my voice
[hook : lastee]
she keeps her breats out stomach in, no she’s not a cop
still she’s fienda cuff the kid yeah, put me in cell block
i’m just chilling with my kin yeah, i don’t mess with opps
and i’m high above the rim yeah, turned into a star
i just wanna sip my happy juice
i’m a soldier boy i ain’t scared of you
ima let god do what he do
it ain’t a party if they ain’t got happy juice

[verse 2 : crownedyung]
there ain’t no party if my cup is empty and there ain’t no juice
all of my n-ggas is out here and you know they be making moves
all i really care about is a bag i don’t f-ck with no fools
n-gga i’m getting money i step inside look at my shoes
your b-tch is sucking on my d-ck like it’s a fizz pop
she don’t f-ck with my piano she wants hip-hop
i gotta smash that real quick ’cause money is like tick tock
and i hope she don’t ask for my t-shirt and my flip flops
no way fienda feast like all day
trap hard call me jorge
never ever tell a wh0re hey
n-ggas acting like it’s broadway
i ain’t ever going your way
ima retire in norway
lil mama look like lorde
[hook : lastee]
she keeps her breats out stomach in, no she’s not a cop
still she’s fienda cuff the kid yeah, put me in cell block
i’m just chilling with my kin yeah, i don’t mess with opps
and i’m high above the rim yeah, turned into a star
i just wanna sip my happy juice
i’m a soldier boy i ain’t scared of you
ima let god do what he do
it ain’t a party if they ain’t got happy juice

[verse 3 : tellaman]
i won’t die broke b-tch i refuse
you used to sleep on me you used to snooze
now i’ve got notes in my pockets singing blues
when i beat that p-ssy i don’t leave no bruise
on the beat i cruise white b-tch tie my shoes
money is my muse so many girls it’s hard to choose
lil thot she loose go against us you lose
they praise us like zeus xanny got a kick like bruce
i’m the realest i know you’re cuffing my side hoe
there’s more where this came from won’t run out of ammo
b-tch i’m going rambo jewerly dancing tango
get it in different angles i don’t chase hoes

[hook : lastee]
she keeps her breats out stomach in, no she’s not a cop
still she’s fienda cuff the kid yeah, put me in cell block
i’m just chilling with my kin yeah, i don’t mess with opps
and i’m high above the rim yeah, turned into a star
i just wanna sip a happy juice
i’m a soldier boy i ain’t scared of you
ima let god do what he do
it ain’t a party if they ain’t got happy juice

- lastee crowned yung

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