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Juice Video (MV)




Performed By: Penthouse Ders
Language: English
Length: 3:26
Written by: Anders Helgeson




Penthouse Ders - Juice Lyrics




Y'all ain't got the juice, man
Y'all aint want the proof, man
I be dropping lines
Like a motherf*ckin news stand
Booty like a fruit loop
In it like a toucan
Baby we ain't talkin
If you ain't a Penthouse Ders fan
Gotta keep the girls on the down low
What we need to get up out the house for
You won't ever see me out about no
Keepin thirst trap bitches for the drought though
A lot of fish in the river and you a trout hoe
Little skinny women getting beat up by the stout hoes
I always order animal style at in n out
And I let miss piggy ass bitch give me snout
We could be in the Bahamas and I treat it like the South Pole
Okinawan women gotta kick 'em all out cold
Main breadwinner getting head up in my household
Got a lotta bodies on my dick she wanna count those
Baby don't worry, you would not amount to those
Side pieces ain't even worth an ounce of gold
So come and pounce on me, put your mouth on me
I just washed my sheets but the couch all free
I could wife her up, but I never had a spouse
Wipe me down, feeling dirty as the south
Curvy little girlie with some bourbon on her blouse
I be workin it flirting
You got a purty lil mouth
Fake cans ray bans and a spray tan
Swimming in titties you stuck up on the mainland
And all these dudes wanna crooked eye me
Wouldn't be surprised your kids lookin like me

Go one time for that money look at everything I got
I don't owe nobody nothing except my parents and squad
I know y'all motherf*ckers wanna rock the mic
I'm the only dude that went and bought the mic
Girls lookin at me, I'ma need a Plan B
Baby I'm exhausted, I just wanna watch
Don't wanna meet your family,
Bitch keep calling me daddy
I'm just renting these hoes
Hoe come and be my caddy
Screaming I got the juice
Yoga with some prostitutes
Philosophy and vodka and spitting out that embalming fluid
Like y'all ain't got the juice man
Y'all aint got the proof man
Tossing bitches salad
Like a motherf*ckin cru-tan
What's your favorite body part
Never put a condom in my shopping cart
Gotta keep that V like Marky Mark
I like my liquor clear and my coffee dark
My girl gettin bucks like Jabari park
My dick got a personal safari park
She told me I gotta shave if I wanna get the brain
I was like damn girl that's awfully harsh
I'm the one that always make the party start
Sniffing in the kitty let the doggy bark
Pump that ass fat like mardi gras
When I'm pulling out the beads make the barbie fart
Escucho migos hablo the lingo
I love Pitbull no despacito
Get it in deep like a Curry 3 tho
Shooters shoot you airball the free throw
I'm playing the key notes, she wet as a speedboat
I tickle her g-spot inside of her b-hole
Y'all corn balls I be rockin a pea coat
Clutching on my nuts and I'm stroking my ego
She red as a t-bone, I'm white as a gringo
Getting my genome all up in her cheek bones
A little Red Bull and a whole lotta Tito's
Eat that pussy then I eat a burrito
Pocket full of skittles like I'm entering beast mode
Cockin on your bitches and I'm ready to reload
Whippin in the kitchen workin out my libido
I need the penicillin cause it's burning my peehole
She giving up the lettuce and I call her Bambino
I'll do anything for cheddar and the bread and the meat loaf
I put it on me it's a bet like Pete rose
Ima release flows as long as the beat goes
Y'all ain't got the juice man
Y'all ain't want the proof man
She be blowin pipe
Like a motherf*ckin blues band
Booty like a brinks truck
I just want a few grand
Baby we ain't talkin
If you ain't a Penthouse Ders fan
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Y'all ain't got the juice, man
Y'all aint want the proof, man
I be dropping lines
Like a motherf*ckin news stand
Booty like a fruit loop
In it like a toucan
Baby we ain't talkin
If you ain't a Penthouse Ders fan
Gotta keep the girls on the down low
What we need to get up out the house for
You won't ever see me out about no
Keepin thirst trap bitches for the drought though
A lot of fish in the river and you a trout hoe
Little skinny women getting beat up by the stout hoes
I always order animal style at in n out
And I let miss piggy ass bitch give me snout
We could be in the Bahamas and I treat it like the South Pole
Okinawan women gotta kick 'em all out cold
Main breadwinner getting head up in my household
Got a lotta bodies on my dick she wanna count those
Baby don't worry, you would not amount to those
Side pieces ain't even worth an ounce of gold
So come and pounce on me, put your mouth on me
I just washed my sheets but the couch all free
I could wife her up, but I never had a spouse
Wipe me down, feeling dirty as the south
Curvy little girlie with some bourbon on her blouse
I be workin it flirting
You got a purty lil mouth
Fake cans ray bans and a spray tan
Swimming in titties you stuck up on the mainland
And all these dudes wanna crooked eye me
Wouldn't be surprised your kids lookin like me

Go one time for that money look at everything I got
I don't owe nobody nothing except my parents and squad
I know y'all motherf*ckers wanna rock the mic
I'm the only dude that went and bought the mic
Girls lookin at me, I'ma need a Plan B
Baby I'm exhausted, I just wanna watch
Don't wanna meet your family,
Bitch keep calling me daddy
I'm just renting these hoes
Hoe come and be my caddy
Screaming I got the juice
Yoga with some prostitutes
Philosophy and vodka and spitting out that embalming fluid
Like y'all ain't got the juice man
Y'all aint got the proof man
Tossing bitches salad
Like a motherf*ckin cru-tan
What's your favorite body part
Never put a condom in my shopping cart
Gotta keep that V like Marky Mark
I like my liquor clear and my coffee dark
My girl gettin bucks like Jabari park
My dick got a personal safari park
She told me I gotta shave if I wanna get the brain
I was like damn girl that's awfully harsh
I'm the one that always make the party start
Sniffing in the kitty let the doggy bark
Pump that ass fat like mardi gras
When I'm pulling out the beads make the barbie fart
Escucho migos hablo the lingo
I love Pitbull no despacito
Get it in deep like a Curry 3 tho
Shooters shoot you airball the free throw
I'm playing the key notes, she wet as a speedboat
I tickle her g-spot inside of her b-hole
Y'all corn balls I be rockin a pea coat
Clutching on my nuts and I'm stroking my ego
She red as a t-bone, I'm white as a gringo
Getting my genome all up in her cheek bones
A little Red Bull and a whole lotta Tito's
Eat that pussy then I eat a burrito
Pocket full of skittles like I'm entering beast mode
Cockin on your bitches and I'm ready to reload
Whippin in the kitchen workin out my libido
I need the penicillin cause it's burning my peehole
She giving up the lettuce and I call her Bambino
I'll do anything for cheddar and the bread and the meat loaf
I put it on me it's a bet like Pete rose
Ima release flows as long as the beat goes
Y'all ain't got the juice man
Y'all ain't want the proof man
She be blowin pipe
Like a motherf*ckin blues band
Booty like a brinks truck
I just want a few grand
Baby we ain't talkin
If you ain't a Penthouse Ders fan
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Writer: Anders Helgeson
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