Liquid Sunshine lyrics

by

Juicy J


[Intro: DJ Sound]
Choke choky, choke choky, choke choky, choke choky
Mouth dry, eyes tight, mouth dry, eyes tight
Choke choky, choke choky, choke choky, choke choky
Mouth dry, eyes tight, mouth dry, eyes tight
Choke choky, choke choky, choke choky, choke choky
Mouth dry, eyes tight, mouth dry, eyes tight
Choke choky, choke choky, choke choky, choke choky
Mouth dry, eyes tight, mouth dry, eyes tight

[Verse 1: Pouya]
Bring out the mask and the Glock and get rid of you
Your life is nothing, really I be doing you a favor
Pistols on my hip, I feel like I'm the Tomb Raider, yuh
Gravedigger, cold killer, four dealer
I got dead friends and deadbeat b*tches tryna be with me daily
Save me the foreplay
Play with my foreskin while Rami' stick it up in yo' ass
Yeah, we switchin' sides, switchin' lanes and swingin' back
Yeah, I know where you live, I know what you drive (Lil' b*tch)
I know where you run, I see where you hide (Lil' b*tch)
f*ckboy gon' lose his time if I lose my mind
Baby Bone won't do no talking when it's time to ride, yuh

[Bridge: DJ Sound]
Choke choky, choke choky, choke choky, choke choky
Mouth dry, eyes tight, mouth dry, eyes tight
Choke choky, choke choky, choke choky, choke
Choke, choky choke, choky, blow that sh*t back outta my nose
Choke choky, choke choky, choke choky, choke choky
Mouth dry, eyes tight, mouth dry, eyes tight
Choke choky, choke choky, choke choky, choke
Choke, choky choke, choky, blow that sh*t back outta my nose
[Verse 2: Ramirez]
Pull up and I'm talkin' sh*t
Baby Bone and Rami' comin' through serving yo' b*tch the di*k
Drop the top up in my Chevy
Newport hanging on my lip, now watch me slide
Throw it back and bend it over while I break you from behind (b*tch)
You could slime or you get slimed
Gotta keep the .9 by the waistline (Huh?)
Bust his life to send that junk to the ER with a flatline
You can count the spokes all on my rim but don't you touch mine
The fresh coat of that jelly paint bouncin' off of the sunshine
Swervin' in my cuddy, sippin' syrup with the best of them
Teflon on his chest but these hollow tips don't be stressin' it
Skrrtin' from the scene and make sure I don't leave no evidence
Prayin' to yo' god but these bullets come and it's heaven-sent (b*tch!)

[Outro: DJ Sound]
Choke choky, choke choky, choke choky, choke choky
Mouth dry, eyes tight, mouth dry, eyes tight
Choke choky, choke choky, choke choky, choke choky
Mouth dry, eyes tight, mouth dry, eyes tight
Choke choky, choke choky, choke choky, choke choky
Mouth dry, eyes tight, mouth dry, eyes tight
Choke choky, choke choky, choke choky, choke
Choke, choky choke, choky, blow that sh*t back outta my nose
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