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Yaaah! WUUKZ! JUICE!
I can move a mountain with my mind don’t be astounded, I turn felines into fountains that I drink, don’t fuck with frowning, in this life I live, I’m bound to bounce around a bit, while burning down the heavenly, don’t forget I’m heaven sent, the heavens couldn’t handle him, they wasn’t prepared for it, party people if you got a problem, you can send your prayers on in, I’m listening, I swear by it, I’m ratchet and hilarious, my only goals to make a smile and shake the ass that’s wearing it. I got wit it when I was hit by wuukz, he said yo juice let’s make banger, got the beat, you gotta hook? Well, we got in the kitchen and it seems we both can cook, recipes up in my head, master chef don’t need book yaaaahhhhhh! Make it rain? How bout I keep it wet, I’ll pour juice in your caboose then bounce because I got another set, that means another check, well lol at that, cause I been making crowds move and still ain’t seen no moneys yet, I’m prolly just an outkast, shout atlantas funkiest, down here in the dirty south we livin loud and proud of it, apparently I’m arrogant, boasting bragging blaring it, aware of where I’ve been to where I am, so I be sharing it, hope to be your chariot, my stories meant for carrying, lift a friend into the air begin to help them cherish this, life can be some scary shit, but with a plan you’ll bury it, and I just showed up with a shovel, tell me what you’re scared of kid.
What you scared of kid? x3
Well we got in the kitchen and it seems like we both can cook, recipe up in my head, master chefs don't need a a book x3
WUUKZ X JUICY JEUS WE GOT THE RECIPE YAAAAAHH!
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- Dubstep