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Juice WRLD - Syphilis (Official Audio)
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Juice WRLD
Juice WRLD
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Jarad Higgins
Jarad Higgins
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Ronald LaTour
Ronald LaTour
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Brock Korsan
Brock Korsan
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Cardo
Cardo
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Cardo
Cardo
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Jaycen Joshua
Jaycen Joshua
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Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
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Max Lord
Max Lord
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Yung Exclusive
Yung Exclusive
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Yung Exclusive That Kel-Tec kick, hit you in your neck, uh, uh, uh Yeah, huh, uh, huh, uh, huh, uh, huh Uh, huh, uh, huh, uh, huh, uh, huh New Kel-Tec, bitch, hit you in your neck, uh, uh, uh Disrespect then I'm gon' take your breath, uh, uh, uh In the trap, whip crack and crystal meth, uh, uh, uh In a sec', intercept, cut your stom', case you say shit I got lean in my piss, I got beams on my blick On that gun is a dick, I'm gon' fuck your face with it I got lean in my piss, I got beams on my glick On that gun is a dick, I'm gon' fuck your face with it And her pussy wet, huh, just like a slip n' slide She gon' let me fuck, huh, yeah, I get inside Chopper heat seeker, run, but you can't hide Police on my ass, buckle up, let's go for a ride, ayy Codeine with the Percs Take too many, feel like I'ma die, ayy I can't go out like that Ain't tryna make my mama cry, ayy Chopper with a thirty in that I pull up on him, leave him traumatized, ayy I can change anything got them Obama eyes, ayy Bitch, I be sicker than syphilis Fuck nigga trippin' and I'ma get rid of 'em, uh My eyes go blacker then licorice I hit a lick and I ended up killin' 'em, uh She tell me I taste just like a lollipop She can't stop lickin' me, uh Bitch I'm the GOAT, bitch, you suck You wanna fight? Bitch, what's up? Um, every day I'm on go mode With a four-oh up in my pants Slump off of the Percs and the codeine No more can I ever do Xans Um, I take drugs when I'm copin', uh Mama told me it turned to a dope fiend, uh Niggas in jail droppin' the soap like what? I heard that that was your homie, yeah I got lean in my piss, I got beams on my blick On that gun is a dick, I'm gon' fuck your face with it I got lean in my piss, I got beams on my glick On that gun is a dick, I'm gon' fuck your face with it Haha, yeah, uh-huh, uh-huh Yeah, okay, okay, okay, okay Huh, yeah, huh Fuck all these other goofy ass niggas, man Fuck all these fuck niggas Ain't trippin' off no regular old bitch Uh-uh, No Limit Gang, huh, huh Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Double that, yeah, huh, triple that, yeah, huh Yeah, quadruple that, huh, yeah, huh, yeah One more, that's five times platinum, huh, yeah
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