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PERFORMING ARTISTS
WillGotTheJuice
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Willie Albert Fryson III, David Demarkis wise
Songwriter
Tekst Utworu
I found this Georgia Peach
She suck on that dick for free
She swallow that Vitamin D
She loving me endlessly
Got some niggas who deep in the streets, yeah
The real ones they need to be free
I was starving, ain't have none to eat
Can't contact me hard to be reached
Gotta take a defeat to know how to win
Its hard to stay down but I stand on all ten
I see thru the fake with these real nigga lense
I stay in the new shit I set all the trends
Take you some notes nigga grab you a pen
Shit'n on niggas I might need a pad
Told that lil bitch go & take off her pants
Real nigga party you cannot get in
I-I-I keep on telling the truth
I bool with my troops
She wanna fuck in the booth
I wanna hit like a boot
I just got the scoop
Pussy be wet like some soup
I gotta cop me a coupe
I'm not a fool
I don't get caught in the loop
I gotta watch what I do
Niggas be lame they wanna to copy my moves
She wanna eat me like a piranha
I want that V like Vendetta
I want that green like its spinach
I want that money forever
See thru you niggas like windows
You fake&I already know though
Ain't stressing I'm taking a trip
I bust on your bitch then I dip
I found this Georgia Peach
She suck on that dick for free
She swallow that Vitamin D
She loving me endlessly
Got some niggas who deep in the streets, yeah
The real ones they need to be free
I was starving, ain't have none to eat
Can't contact me hard to be reached
Gotta take a defeat to know how to win
Its hard to stay down but I stand on all ten
I see thru the fake with these real nigga lense
I stay in the new shit I set all the trends
Take you some notes nigga grab you a pen
Shit'n on niggas I might need a pad
Told that lil bitch go & take off her pants
Real nigga party you cannot get in
Drink'n that Henny & syrup
I'm getting fucked up for sure
Diamonds be cold just like burr
I'm heat'n up just like a fur, (ah)
Lil bitty get on my nerves, (huh)
Quick to kick her to the curb, (aye)
Tell her roll up like a perm, (uh)
Throwing that low shit I swerve, (uh)
I think I'm misunderstood
Ride around all in the hood
Making sure my niggas good
I'm rolling up me a Backwood
Any beef & my niggas ah feast
I break on her back I'm a beast
I put my kids all on her cheek
I put in that work I'm disturbing the peace
I found this Georgia Peach
She suck on that dick for free
She swallow that Vitamin D
She loving me endlessly
Got some niggas who deep in the streets, (yeah)
The real ones they need to be free
I was starving, ain't have none to eat
Can't contact me hard to be reached
Gotta take a defeat to know how to win
Its hard to stay down but I stand on all ten
I see thru the fake with these real nigga lense
I stay in the new shit I set all the trends
Take you some notes nigga grab you a pen
Shit'n on niggas I might need a pad
Told that lil bitch go & take off her pants
Real nigga party you cannot get in
Writer(s): David Wise, Willie Fryson Iii
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