JORDY & ELT CHEEKZ – JUICE Lyrics

JUICE Lyrics – JORDY & ELT CHEEKZ

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Woo! Mm, woo! Mm, woo! Mm, woo! Mm
Woo! Mm, woo! Mm, yeah
(Squaded up)
Squaded up
Open that fridge, get that juice!
Woo! Mm, woo! Mm, woo! Mm, woo! Mm, woo!
If I—, if I—, if I—, if I couldn’t rap, I wouldn’t rap (Yo, yo)

They know how I am with the mic, it’s booky
When I get close to the set, it’s spooky
Ten Bill loop the loop, I get loopy
Man can’t leak the juice, they get moody
Fam, I got Goodfellas here, no movie
And I got slimeballs like I’m Young Nudy
Meddlin’ kids
Pebblin’ bricks
Me and my dargs like Shaggy and Scooby, mm
My cousin’s a fucker
But he’s cuzzy and that’s family (Mm)
I never did roll with a cutter
But if it’s Zero, them I’m Stanley
THC or MP3, C-O-K-E, you know what it can be
I got mandem there just trapped in the bando
Till a man get bandsy
Yeah, the same way they sent H2O
The OG sent CO2
Ever done two weeks in the same clothes smellin’ like petrol and B.O. too?
Ten-thousand hours
More time, I don’t need no booth (No booth)
Still on route somewhere on sea
Tell a young nigga go live your truth

When we take a L, we move (We move), so how can we lose? (Move it)
Whenever we do it, they jack it, Canada Goose, yeah
Stood in the trap with my goons (Gang, gang), plannin’ my moves (Boom)
A two and a Q and a packet, uh, I got the juice

You gotta know that I come from the gutter
England rudeboy, original nutter
Cut-throat, cheeky, I roll with a cutter
I grew up scrapin’ the pot and the butter
Essex Jordy, they’re callin’ me pukka
Fuck all my paigons, I pray that they suffer
I know some niggas that’s hatin’ the come up
But they know that I got it lit in the borough, yeah
I let niggas run with the rap ting
True say, man are just actin’ (Woah)
Everyone thinks they’re a captain (Woah)
Till they see the capsize and the mash in
Why’s man thirsty for a rap diss?
Big CH, I’m a fuckin’ baptist (Blee), yeah
Turn up the streets, turn up the beat, I’m radio active
I already told man that I’m a serious sickhead
I don’t know if it clicked yet
When I told man that I really mean it
I was lookin’ like Dipset
He told me he’s wavy but man looks shipwrecked (Woo)
I ain’t even dropped shit that’s shit yet
I got a ting man markin’, she knows how the ting set
And I ain’t even hit yet

When we take a L, we move (We move), so how can we lose? (Move it)
Whenever we do it, they jack it, Canada Goose, yeah
Stood in the trap with my goons (Gang, gang), plannin’ my moves (Boom)
A two and a Q and a packet, uh, I got the juice
(Let’s go!)

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