Playing via Spotify Playing via YouTube
Skip to YouTube video

Loading player…

Scrobble from Spotify?

Connect your Spotify account to your Last.fm account and scrobble everything you listen to, from any Spotify app on any device or platform.

Connect to Spotify

Dismiss

A new version of Last.fm is available, to keep everything running smoothly, please reload the site.

Juice At Yo Do' - Lyrics

League of stars, oh my gosh
A league of stars, oh man

Jaynari, this is for you buddy

Honestly, I don't know, I could be brain dead
Swear I got mind control, they open they legs
South Central where I'm from
Span like the Bay bridge
Stripes like I'm Tigger; bodies in basements
'007, the filthiest agent.
Does that mean I shoot from the hip?
Hoodie at night, 'cause I'm good in my skin
If you feed me a lie, then we look for your kin
Look for your friends, you easy to find
If I use my mind; check yo' Instagram

Send me the Snap, my synopsis is instant
My tactics are simple, my pencil is pictures
And my zits were wingmen when acne was on me
The women would wing it when acting they want me
They'd seek me for flings
And tell their friends I'm hubby
Then find out she love me
Then tell her I'm ugly

Oh they don't tell me I'm ugly
They tell me they hate me
They can't decipher the friendships and dating
Tell 'em I like 'em, they view me and rate me
Turn off they lights and just pray they could rape me
Open your eyes so you see how I made it
Show you how to make it from L.A. to Vegas
You gamble yo' life, there's a chance you won't make it
You got no shot unless you choose to take it

And you should just face it
Like grocery shelves with the items in the back
In this race, you ain't placing
Bank account chasin', checkin' yo' savings
Yo' Dolla Sign Ty, paranoid with yo' paycheck
Sabian cymbals, my beats they been juicing
Been doing since A.D. was B.C. with Judas
Sabian cymbals, my beats they be juicing
Been doing since A.D. was B.C. with Judas

I got the juice, it's Jet and Vé
I got the juice, from South Central L.A.
I got the juice, by the way
I got the juice, I got orange juice and grapes by the freeway

My Doc Mart boots make yo' door come open

I just received an open letter, envelope of cheddar

And if you don't open yo' door, I'mma kick yo' door in

Show up with a razor blade, I ain't talkin' no Gillette bruh

If that don't work and yo' window opens

I'm crawling through soon as autumn leaves
I'm making yo' home look hectic

You better act sleep or your nose get broken

And Lord knows you don't want that shit, you need a colon cleansing

This is a special delivery that you don't want the kids to see

It'll be like Santa on Christmas Eve down the chimney

From Cali to Portugal, Tokyo to Tennessee

Guangzhou, Astana, Seoul Nairobi, Sicily

Okay, I will, I will find you anywhere
You gon' think it's ten of me

I'll be speaking Russian, if I have to, I'm in Italy

Spanish speaking women keep on reaching for my centipede

They love to feel the centimeters

Négro

Pe$o

Don't want to see ads? Subscribe now

API Calls