King Book - Juice (feat. DeuceLikePoop)

This that juice, this that sauce
This that Book, you know who's boss
Gotta spit it quicker than an AI cross
When I grab that mic like Randy Moss
Keep it clean, I floss
My flow the purest like Voss
Mess with the King, it's a loss (Uh-huh)
If you object, let me correct you
I am the next to pop and drop everyone's jaws
Like Juice, this that sauce
This that Book, you know who's boss
Gotta spit it quicker than an AI cross
When I grab that mic like Randy Moss
Keep it clean, I floss
My flow the purest like Voss
Mess with the King, it's a loss (Uh-huh)
If you object, let me correct you
I am the next to pop and drop everyone's jaws

Now pause, everyone hold their applause
I got the gift like my last name was Claus
Shootin' my shot when I'm comin' in hot
So somebody pass me the ball (Swish)
I got the sauce, I got the drip
I got the juice if you're wantin' a sip (Yuh)
Keep it one hundred, no I never trip
Unless you take your chip and then you double dip (Ice)
Into my double whip, yo, I'm right in the limo
Did y'all really not get my memo
This is my demo, this is my tape
This is my jam, boy, this is my grape (Aye)
This is my run around, do a front flip, do a back flip
Rap it right back into shape (Yuh-yuh)
This my escape, If you do not want this smoke
Then get outta my way because I got the vape

Juice, this that sauce
This that Book, you know who's boss
Gotta spit it quicker than an AI cross
When I grab that mic like Randy Moss
Keep it clean, I floss
My flow the purest like Voss
Mess with the King, it's a loss (Uh-huh)
If you object, let me correct you
I am the next to pop and drop everyone's jaws
Like Juice, this that sauce
This that Book, you know who's boss
Gotta spit it quicker than an AI cross
When I grab that mic like Randy Moss
Keep it clean, I floss
My flow the purest like Voss
Mess with the King, it's a loss (Uh-huh)
If you object, let me correct you
I am the next to pop and drop everyone's jaws (Like Juice)

Thirsty, thirsty, I got the juice
Take a chance with a rapper
See what we get into
Ten and two with a freak in the coupe
Yeah my boo in my lap
Lab rats with a suit
I'm a bat with a brew
Crack crack boom boom
Monkeys go gorillas
Michael go realer
DeuceLikePoop and you know the fumes
Manure, juice
For sure

Written by:
Breyton Booker, Michael Branch

Publisher:
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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