Shout out Dream Junkies
No artificial flavors
Yeah
I got the juice & my cup runneth over
I thought I told you
Got the spoons for the proof of the pudding
In so much work
Wait holdup holdup
Chip on my shoulder
Just for the sauce
Every October
Just closer to God
Cause I'm getting older
The world getting colder
But Im still holdin it down like I'ts my job
So ahead of my time I forgot what I'm 'boutta say
But gladly accept accepting your gifts when it's Father's Day
Just got a tie from Marty Mcfly
Going back to the future just here for the holidays
You know I never stay
Either way my soul at the freethrow line watch it levitate
Jordan in '88
No DEA but we ride with the shepherd aye
I just had to go off on em
Scoop it up & drop the sauce on em
Mess around & get lost in it
Ask around its so authentic
I just had to break loose
I'm about to light the fuse
I just need me a cup
I'm about to pour the juice
I got the juice now
I got the juice now
I got the juice now
I got the I got the I got the juice