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Happy Juice Video (MV)






Lastee - Happy Juice Lyrics
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[ Featuring Tellaman, crownedYung ]

Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa
Yeah yeah
Sip sip sip sip

She keeps her breasts out stomach in
No she's not a cop
Still she's fienda cuff the kid yeah
Put me in cell block
I'm just chilling with my kin yeah
I don't mess with opps
And I'm high above the rim yeah
Turned into a star
I just wanna sip my happy juice
I'm a soldier boy I ain't scared of you
I'ma let God do what he do amen amen
It ain't a party if they ain't got happy juice

Yeah oh happy juice
Yeah oh her panties loose
Yeah oh I'm radical
Yeah oh xanny dude
Yeah oh dunk on shawty
Yeah oh like an alley oop
Yeah oh niggas salty looking at me like can he lose

The answer's no way Jose
All about the money
She follow me like Do Rey
She fienda go both ways
Burn my bread it's toasty
Keep your weed its low grade
All this attention that I'm getting got me feeling so paid
Clap for the boy make it clap for the boy
I'm the Zulu Troy I adapt then destroy
Leave it null and void drip be boxing just like Floyd
I done lost my poise you can hear it in my voice

She keeps her breasts out stomach in
No she's not a cop
Still she's fienda cuff the kid yeah
Put me in cell block
I'm just chilling with my kin yeah
I don't mess with opps
And I'm high above the rim yeah
Turned into a star
I just wanna sip my happy juice
I'm a soldier boy I ain't scared of you
I'ma let God do what he do amen amen
It ain't a party if they ain't got happy juice

There ain't no party if my cup is empty and there ain't no juice
All of my niggas is out here and you know they be making moves
All I really care about is a bag I don't f*ck with no fools
Nigga I'm getting money I step inside look at my shoes
Your bitch is sucking on my dick like it's a Fizz Pop
She don't f*ck with my piano she wants Hip Hop
I gotta smash that real quick cause money is like tick tock
And I hope she don't ask for my T shirt and my flip flops
No way fienda feast like all day
Trap hard call me Jorge
Never ever tell a whore hey
Niggas acting like its Broadway
I ain't ever going your way
I'ma retire in Norway
Lil mama look like Lorde

She keeps her breasts out stomach in
No she's not a cop
Still she's fienda cuff the kid yeah
Put me in cell block
I'm just chilling with my kin yeah
I don't mess with opps
And I'm high above the rim yeah
Turned into a star
I just wanna sip my happy juice
I'm a soldier boy I ain't scared of you
I'ma let God do what he do amen amen
It ain't a party if they ain't got happy juice

I won't die broke bitch I refuse
You used to sleep on me you used to snooze
Now I've got notes in my pockets singing blues
When I beat that pussy I don't leave no bruise
On the beat I cruise white bitch tie my shoes
Money is my muse so many girls it's hard to choose
Lil thot she loose go against us you lose
They praise us like Zeus xanny got a kick like Bruce
I'm the realest I know you're cuffing my side ho
There's more where this came from won't run out of ammo
Bitch I'm going Rambo jewelry dancing Tango
Get it in different angles I don't chase hoes

She keeps her breasts out stomach in
No she's not a cop
Still she's fienda cuff the kid yeah
Put me in cell block
I'm just chilling with my kin yeah
I don't mess with opps
And I'm high above the rim yeah
Turned into a star
I just wanna sip my happy juice
I'm a soldier boy I ain't scared of you
I'ma let God do what he do amen amen
It ain't a party if they ain't got happy juice
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Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa
Yeah yeah
Sip sip sip sip

She keeps her breasts out stomach in
No she's not a cop
Still she's fienda cuff the kid yeah
Put me in cell block
I'm just chilling with my kin yeah
I don't mess with opps
And I'm high above the rim yeah
Turned into a star
I just wanna sip my happy juice
I'm a soldier boy I ain't scared of you
I'ma let God do what he do amen amen
It ain't a party if they ain't got happy juice

Yeah oh happy juice
Yeah oh her panties loose
Yeah oh I'm radical
Yeah oh xanny dude
Yeah oh dunk on shawty
Yeah oh like an alley oop
Yeah oh niggas salty looking at me like can he lose

The answer's no way Jose
All about the money
She follow me like Do Rey
She fienda go both ways
Burn my bread it's toasty
Keep your weed its low grade
All this attention that I'm getting got me feeling so paid
Clap for the boy make it clap for the boy
I'm the Zulu Troy I adapt then destroy
Leave it null and void drip be boxing just like Floyd
I done lost my poise you can hear it in my voice

She keeps her breasts out stomach in
No she's not a cop
Still she's fienda cuff the kid yeah
Put me in cell block
I'm just chilling with my kin yeah
I don't mess with opps
And I'm high above the rim yeah
Turned into a star
I just wanna sip my happy juice
I'm a soldier boy I ain't scared of you
I'ma let God do what he do amen amen
It ain't a party if they ain't got happy juice

There ain't no party if my cup is empty and there ain't no juice
All of my niggas is out here and you know they be making moves
All I really care about is a bag I don't f*ck with no fools
Nigga I'm getting money I step inside look at my shoes
Your bitch is sucking on my dick like it's a Fizz Pop
She don't f*ck with my piano she wants Hip Hop
I gotta smash that real quick cause money is like tick tock
And I hope she don't ask for my T shirt and my flip flops
No way fienda feast like all day
Trap hard call me Jorge
Never ever tell a whore hey
Niggas acting like its Broadway
I ain't ever going your way
I'ma retire in Norway
Lil mama look like Lorde

She keeps her breasts out stomach in
No she's not a cop
Still she's fienda cuff the kid yeah
Put me in cell block
I'm just chilling with my kin yeah
I don't mess with opps
And I'm high above the rim yeah
Turned into a star
I just wanna sip my happy juice
I'm a soldier boy I ain't scared of you
I'ma let God do what he do amen amen
It ain't a party if they ain't got happy juice

I won't die broke bitch I refuse
You used to sleep on me you used to snooze
Now I've got notes in my pockets singing blues
When I beat that pussy I don't leave no bruise
On the beat I cruise white bitch tie my shoes
Money is my muse so many girls it's hard to choose
Lil thot she loose go against us you lose
They praise us like Zeus xanny got a kick like Bruce
I'm the realest I know you're cuffing my side ho
There's more where this came from won't run out of ammo
Bitch I'm going Rambo jewelry dancing Tango
Get it in different angles I don't chase hoes

She keeps her breasts out stomach in
No she's not a cop
Still she's fienda cuff the kid yeah
Put me in cell block
I'm just chilling with my kin yeah
I don't mess with opps
And I'm high above the rim yeah
Turned into a star
I just wanna sip my happy juice
I'm a soldier boy I ain't scared of you
I'ma let God do what he do amen amen
It ain't a party if they ain't got happy juice
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Writer: OLWETHU MTHEMBU, THELUMUSA SAMUEL OWEN, THULASIZWE DLAMINI
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