Uh uh uh
Uh uh uh
F*ckin' Fanta man
Deebo put a Hana in
Cookies for Santa
Lil' bitty from Syracuse
Her name was Hannah
I'm sippin' on Sprite
Two bitches
One black and one white
Spit fire in booths
I gotta ignite
Hit em with steppers
I look like Ginobili
Pull up
Lean back
Rest in power like Kobe
End of the season
I always lift trophies
Uh
Trophies
Sing songs like Drake
Spend all your cash on a wake n bake
We could be friends but in public
We don't relate
What I spent on one chain
You could get like eight
Been ballin' in burbs
'bout to head to A state
What I been sayin'
I'm gonna be great
Uh what uh
Juju when you start rappin'
I was about 14
Said f*ck diss tracks
Shit kinda mean
Countin' up racks
Whole lotta green
Hittin' my dance
Hittin my lean
Radio trappin'
Call me Dean McLean
She suck on my meat
We deep in the sheets
Huh
I don't ask I don't tell
I don't need your permission
To get my brothers rich
Is my intention
Fivio Foreign
You know How I'm Steppin'
I move like a boss
This water
I'm drippin'
Like Fiji
No this not no Voss
How much
I just paid full cost
Run it up
Run it up
Run it up
Wait a minute
Who are you
Juju and I we runnin' from lies
But all these bitches
They runnin' for guys
I'm not gonna lie
They got some thick thighs
But look at that shorty
She got pretty eyes
Beautiful eyes and super thick thighs
She sipped on some Fanta and Canada Dry
Just copped my ride from the Dick Ide
We goin' to Wendy's for burgers and fries
Burgers and fries
You know how we steppin'
Big Mike's dick
That's a weapon
When I'm with Jmer
We stay finessin'
Always come first
We're never second
Yeah me and Juju
We come from the playground
Hoopin' with Deebo
We couldn't get no rebound
We from the north side
You know we don't play around
The girl of your dreams
To me is a rebound
I'm with your bitch
And we sippin' on Fanta
Ho ho ho
She ride me I'm Santa
I got two broads
And they from Atlanta
One of them's black
And one's white like a panda
You and your girl are so cheesy
No provolone
I only call up your bitch when I'm home alone
I got your mom's titty pics on the mobile phone
Just bought myself a new car
I don't need a loan
Yeah I don't need a loan
F*ck your bitch
In my second home
Hop in my whip
And it's painted chrome
Don't try to f*ck
I just need some dome
I'm sippin' the Fanta from Styrofoam
I pull out the hammer
I beat it like Tanner
I tell that 'lil bitch to just leave me lone
FANTA (Bonus) (feat. JMER & Lil Big Mike) Video (MV)
Performed By: JuJuthegoat
Language: English
Length: 2:42
Written by: Michael Raschiatore, Jacob Mercado, Justin Gutierrez
JuJuthegoat - FANTA (Bonus) (feat. JMER & Lil Big Mike) Lyrics
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Uh uh uh
Uh uh uh
F*ckin' Fanta man
Deebo put a Hana in
Cookies for Santa
Lil' bitty from Syracuse
Her name was Hannah
I'm sippin' on Sprite
Two bitches
One black and one white
Spit fire in booths
I gotta ignite
Hit em with steppers
I look like Ginobili
Pull up
Lean back
Rest in power like Kobe
End of the season
I always lift trophies
Uh
Trophies
Sing songs like Drake
Spend all your cash on a wake n bake
We could be friends but in public
We don't relate
What I spent on one chain
You could get like eight
Been ballin' in burbs
'bout to head to A state
What I been sayin'
I'm gonna be great
Uh what uh
Juju when you start rappin'
I was about 14
Said f*ck diss tracks
Shit kinda mean
Countin' up racks
Whole lotta green
Hittin' my dance
Hittin my lean
Radio trappin'
Call me Dean McLean
She suck on my meat
We deep in the sheets
Huh
I don't ask I don't tell
I don't need your permission
To get my brothers rich
Is my intention
Fivio Foreign
You know How I'm Steppin'
I move like a boss
This water
I'm drippin'
Like Fiji
No this not no Voss
How much
I just paid full cost
Run it up
Run it up
Run it up
Wait a minute
Who are you
Juju and I we runnin' from lies
But all these bitches
They runnin' for guys
I'm not gonna lie
They got some thick thighs
But look at that shorty
She got pretty eyes
Beautiful eyes and super thick thighs
She sipped on some Fanta and Canada Dry
Just copped my ride from the Dick Ide
We goin' to Wendy's for burgers and fries
Burgers and fries
You know how we steppin'
Big Mike's dick
That's a weapon
When I'm with Jmer
We stay finessin'
Always come first
We're never second
Yeah me and Juju
We come from the playground
Hoopin' with Deebo
We couldn't get no rebound
We from the north side
You know we don't play around
The girl of your dreams
To me is a rebound
I'm with your bitch
And we sippin' on Fanta
Ho ho ho
She ride me I'm Santa
I got two broads
And they from Atlanta
One of them's black
And one's white like a panda
You and your girl are so cheesy
No provolone
I only call up your bitch when I'm home alone
I got your mom's titty pics on the mobile phone
Just bought myself a new car
I don't need a loan
Yeah I don't need a loan
F*ck your bitch
In my second home
Hop in my whip
And it's painted chrome
Don't try to f*ck
I just need some dome
I'm sippin' the Fanta from Styrofoam
I pull out the hammer
I beat it like Tanner
I tell that 'lil bitch to just leave me lone
Uh uh uh
F*ckin' Fanta man
Deebo put a Hana in
Cookies for Santa
Lil' bitty from Syracuse
Her name was Hannah
I'm sippin' on Sprite
Two bitches
One black and one white
Spit fire in booths
I gotta ignite
Hit em with steppers
I look like Ginobili
Pull up
Lean back
Rest in power like Kobe
End of the season
I always lift trophies
Uh
Trophies
Sing songs like Drake
Spend all your cash on a wake n bake
We could be friends but in public
We don't relate
What I spent on one chain
You could get like eight
Been ballin' in burbs
'bout to head to A state
What I been sayin'
I'm gonna be great
Uh what uh
Juju when you start rappin'
I was about 14
Said f*ck diss tracks
Shit kinda mean
Countin' up racks
Whole lotta green
Hittin' my dance
Hittin my lean
Radio trappin'
Call me Dean McLean
She suck on my meat
We deep in the sheets
Huh
I don't ask I don't tell
I don't need your permission
To get my brothers rich
Is my intention
Fivio Foreign
You know How I'm Steppin'
I move like a boss
This water
I'm drippin'
Like Fiji
No this not no Voss
How much
I just paid full cost
Run it up
Run it up
Run it up
Wait a minute
Who are you
Juju and I we runnin' from lies
But all these bitches
They runnin' for guys
I'm not gonna lie
They got some thick thighs
But look at that shorty
She got pretty eyes
Beautiful eyes and super thick thighs
She sipped on some Fanta and Canada Dry
Just copped my ride from the Dick Ide
We goin' to Wendy's for burgers and fries
Burgers and fries
You know how we steppin'
Big Mike's dick
That's a weapon
When I'm with Jmer
We stay finessin'
Always come first
We're never second
Yeah me and Juju
We come from the playground
Hoopin' with Deebo
We couldn't get no rebound
We from the north side
You know we don't play around
The girl of your dreams
To me is a rebound
I'm with your bitch
And we sippin' on Fanta
Ho ho ho
She ride me I'm Santa
I got two broads
And they from Atlanta
One of them's black
And one's white like a panda
You and your girl are so cheesy
No provolone
I only call up your bitch when I'm home alone
I got your mom's titty pics on the mobile phone
Just bought myself a new car
I don't need a loan
Yeah I don't need a loan
F*ck your bitch
In my second home
Hop in my whip
And it's painted chrome
Don't try to f*ck
I just need some dome
I'm sippin' the Fanta from Styrofoam
I pull out the hammer
I beat it like Tanner
I tell that 'lil bitch to just leave me lone
Writer: Michael Raschiatore, Jacob Mercado, Justin Gutierrez
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid