Juicer Cru - James Worthy

I know niggas cut white bitch
Name 'em michael myers
I fucked a tall french bitch
Name her the eiffel tower
Every bitch think we in a relationship talking about we
Only want a bitch when she talking to me on her knees
Call the opps meg
Cuz I'm shooting at these bitches
Call me ted bundy cuz I'm adding opps to the hit list
Call me cottonelle cuz I'm fucking shitting on these niggas
On my soul swear to god man I'm different than these niggas
I'm in the trenches tryna pick 'em out with the poles
You prolly in the crib with a dollar up your nose
You stupid dumb boy you ain't never made a band
I got these bands running all up out my hands
And I don't care about that shit you ain't never did
Cuz you say you did but you ain't never did shit
Iont care I really got the bag and imma move it
Lil bitch yeah she got a fat ass and she gonna move it
I'm grooving
Yeah popped a fucking perc, yeah I'm grooving
Brought the stick in the party they gotta watch how we moving
Thirty eight in the clip feel like youngboy so I'm shooting
Niggas was never on the court
You could tell they wasn't hooping
I'm grooving
Pop a perc thirty now I'm drooling
Nut in your bitch pussy
Yeah I turned her to a smoothie
She used to be a smart bitch but now that bitch stupid
She thought she was in love now I bet she hate cupid
The opps hate a strap but they ran with it
Ru what you say
Stuff the dead opps all up in the ram engine
I heard you we was trapping east onna parker street
In the hood like transmission
You get it
Wasn't shit sweet
You run on that street a crackhead might just get you
A crackhead might just get you
Wonder why I sip a four of mud and shit
Cuz a nigga had to get it out the fucking mud lil bitch
But I ain't never gotta worry
My shooters shoot from deep
Like that boy was stephen curry
I can not eat the pussy baby if it's furry
Caught the opp in traffic so I had to do em dirty
Yeah
I caught em lacking so I had to do em dirty
And my bitch pussy pink so I had to call her kirby
I'm in a hurry, I'm on theroad baby do not worry
Finna kick this shit up, that fucking be hotter than a curry
Me and bro ditch the blick
That bitch dirty
Forty two was in that clip
James worthy

Written by:
Juicer Cru

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