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Juice Wrld - Mouv Freestyle On French Rap Beats Lyrics

[Intro: Juice WRLD]
Uh
Uh uh uh, alright
Yeah, huh, uh, yeah, uh, yeah
Wait, juice wrld, huh yeah huh yeah

[Verse: Juice WRLD]
We in Paris, Huh (Uh)
Shit this rap shit is a passion
I'm gon' let 'em have it
Lurkin wit my automatic (Uh)
They don't want no static
Run up on me it get tragic (Uh)
I've been wreaking havoc
Feelin like a super savage (Uh)
Grippin' automatics
Swear to god that's on my life
I could probably go fuck your wife
Double back and I'll hit her twice
In the Ghost like the Poltergeist
My flow go super bray'
I say that shit all day
In the cut like oh no-no
He got a brand new AK
My flow go so crazy tho'
Yo bitch on her knees, swallowin' my babies (Ho)
Chopper like a earthquake shake like Haiti (Ho)
Not no Xbox so you can't fucking play mе (Ho)
444 gun, I feel like I'm Jay-Z (Ho)
Fuck your bitch, hell nah I just wanted thе fellatio
Hit her one time, then I gotta go tell her I gotta go (Uh)
Snakes up in her eyes, look like GI Joe
I'm a giant when I'm in my mind feel like fee fi fo
Rollie from a different time zone
I'm still trappin' off an IPhone
I done threw away my phone
I was back on my new shit
Get her wetter than a cruise ship
Fuck a bitch Ima beat it up
Yeah beat the pussy yeah I abuse it
Beat it up and I'm ruthless
In the foreign it's ruthless
Freestyle yeah I do this
I spit like I'm toothless
Pull up on him like damn, bitch
Hell gun in my hand, bitch
Ima up that yam, bitch
Bad bitch I may cram it
I could rap forever
Water whippin' out I could trap forever
These niggas be fake they act forever
I'm pourin' up lean the act forever
That is no matter the weather
Bitch I am so cold that you may need a sweater
I save that shit for the better (uh)
Ima save that shit forever (uh)
Look at the way that I rap on the beat
I feel like a master
Graduate with flows I think I need mats
Put your head inside of the plaster
Got no father I'm a bastard (uh)
Yeah that's how it happened (uh)
On these beats too busy snappin' (uh)
Yeah too busy rappin' (uh huh uh)
[Mumble]
On some, on some
On something, on something
Don't uh hu
Alright

[Verse]
Yeah I know, ain't the same dude that you've seen before
Knock, knock, knock, yeah I'm at your front door
Need you love, yeah I need some more uh
Don't let me get in my mood
Babe we can make a movie oh
Ball like Ricki Rovie oh
I ain't got time for a stupid hoe, broke my heart fuck is a cupid hoe
Uh fuck is you doing hoe, fuck my friends, fuck is you screwing hoe
Uh fuck is you doing hoe, life breaker, you over do it hoe
Uh what is you doing hoe, fuck with my friends, who is you screwing hoe
Uh what is you doing hoe, fuck with my friends, who is you screwing hoe
I'm in my own lane, playing my own games
Let's play, let's play
I do my own thing, diamonds on my chain
Okay, okay
I'm in my lane, I love my lane, my lane
Playing mind games, playing mind games, mind games
Everyday just like a studio, got some dreads I'm my head like I'm Kolio
This is Gucci mixed with the bogie oh
I ain't really rocking no Pucci oh
I ain't really rocking no Hucci oh
I'm getting water like Fiji hoe
I'm getting water like Fiji hoe
Get her wet, now that bitch need a schwigy oh
With my brother, like Mario Luigi oh
Pull up on them with my choppa, it's bought to blow
Yeah I got them shaking like a red nose
Uh huh have them shaking like a red nose
No Adidas, give them Chanel toes
She say that she love me, I responded back hell no
Bitches stick to me like velcro