
Juice French Montana
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[Chorus]
Ayy, when it's real, only money change
Too much juice, too much sauce
Too much juice, too much sauce
Too much juice, too much sauce
Too much juice, too much sauce
Too much drip, too much cloth
Too much sauce
Haan, ayy
[Verse 1]
I be foolin’ with my hooligans that ruger bark
Big rocks, spaceship, superstars (star)
Actin' like they want smoke, we got hookah bars (bars)
Actin' like he movin’ pills, couldn't hoop at all (all)
Standin' on sofas, diamonds like chandeliers ('lier)
And she on X like Tristan from the Cavaliers ('lier)
Slaughter victims, water whippin', they tat a tear (tear)
Fuck the system, ice be drippin', I'm debonair
I told ’em from the door, I’m good with the dope (dope)
They was talkin' fast (fast), I was baking slow (slow)
Niggas made it rain (rain), Montana made it snow (snow)
I’m talkin' wooden grain (grain), on my Pimp C flow, haan
[Chorus]
Ayy, when it's real, only money change
Too much juice, too much sauce
Too much juice, too much sauce
Too much juice, too much sauce
Too much juice, too much sauce
Too much drip, too much cloth
Too much sauce
Haan, ayy
Ayy, when it's real, only money change
Too much juice, too much sauce
Too much juice, too much sauce
Too much juice, too much sauce
Too much juice, too much sauce
Too much drip, too much cloth
Too much sauce
Haan, ayy
[Verse 1]
I be foolin’ with my hooligans that ruger bark
Big rocks, spaceship, superstars (star)
Actin' like they want smoke, we got hookah bars (bars)
Actin' like he movin’ pills, couldn't hoop at all (all)
Standin' on sofas, diamonds like chandeliers ('lier)
And she on X like Tristan from the Cavaliers ('lier)
Slaughter victims, water whippin', they tat a tear (tear)
Fuck the system, ice be drippin', I'm debonair
I told ’em from the door, I’m good with the dope (dope)
They was talkin' fast (fast), I was baking slow (slow)
Niggas made it rain (rain), Montana made it snow (snow)
I’m talkin' wooden grain (grain), on my Pimp C flow, haan
[Chorus]
Ayy, when it's real, only money change
Too much juice, too much sauce
Too much juice, too much sauce
Too much juice, too much sauce
Too much juice, too much sauce
Too much drip, too much cloth
Too much sauce
Haan, ayy
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