Juice Box Lyrics - Welcome To The Zoo - Gorilla Zoe

I make a Juice box wet, wet, wet, wet, wet, wet 

I make a Juice box drip, drip, drip, drip, drip, drip 

I make a Juice box talk, talk, talk, talk, talk, talk 

I make a Juice box pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop 

My eyes low 

Chinky like Mr. Miyagi 

Extra fresh, I'm drippin' to Isa Miyaki 

Wax on, wax off like Karate Kid 

28's on tha Chevy, ya know what it is 

Me & my dogs hit the club like bam 

The trunk be like wam 

Them hoes be like damn 

Walk up in the club, neighborhood superstars 

Buyin' up the bar, cushin' a cigar 

A bitch on each arm, and both them hoes foreign 

Menagin' widcha boy, tryna drink my unborn 

Lickin' on each otha, acrobatics wid they tongue 

Shake it like Beyonce, go ring the alarm 

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I make a Juice box wet, wet, wet, wet, wet, wet 

I make a Juice box drip, drip, drip, drip, drip, drip 

I make a Juice box talk, talk, talk, talk, talk, talk 

I make a Juice box pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop 

I go hard 

Hard like a rock 

I pogo stick a bitch 

Until she holla stop 

The juice box wet 

Drippin' like a model 

Treat her like a rope 

And tie her in a knot 

Hood nigga shit meet me at the Travelodge 

Bring some Red Bulls and some Trojan extra large 

Work a big chop, she gon' lose a lot of carbs 

Make that juice box talk, man I make that pussy fart 

The girl can't win 

Once I get it in 

I turn her ass over 

And make her back In 

I beat it for an hour 

Than I rest for 10 

And grab another rubber 

And do it all again 

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I make a Juice box wet, wet, wet, wet, wet, wet 

I make a Juice box drip, drip, drip, drip, drip, drip 

I make a Juice box talk, talk, talk, talk, talk, talk 

I make a juice box pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop 

Yung Joc 

Is it the way I say my name 

The way I rock my chain 

The way I walk into the club 

Drive the hoes insane 

I roll with hood figgas 

Real niggas, money gettas 

Fuck with us, ay choppa hit ya 

Choppa split ya shit 

Uh enough of all that 

Tryna make a juice box wet fall back 

I whip it out what do u call that? 

She got scared baby girl, haul ass 

But I just follow the drip, follow the drip... now 

She's all on my dick, she's all on my dick... wow 

She's rockin' her hips, she's rockin' her hips... pow 

Now she's callin' it quits, callin' it quits... 

I make a Juice box wet, wet, wet, wet, wet, wet 

I make a Juice box drip, drip, drip, drip, drip, drip 

I make a Juice box talk, talk, talk, talk, talk, talk 

I make a Juice box pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop