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Artiste : Juice WRLD
Titre : Soda Pop
[Juice WRLD & Roddy Ricch]
Damn
Alright (Nine, nine, nine)
Mello made it right
Oh-oh (Nine, nine, nine)

I´m these niggas parents (Oh, nine, nine, nine)
It´s apparent (Nine, nine, nine)
I´m these niggas parents (Oh-oh)
It´s apparent
The Gucci that I´m wearin´
In that McLaren
Got all the hoes staring and glaring (Oh-oh)
And glaring

[Juice WRLD]
I´m these niggas parents (Uh-uh)
It´s apparent (Uh-uh)
The Gucci that I´m wearin´ (Uh-uh)
In that McLaren (Uh-uh)
Got all these hoes staring, glaring, and watching (Yeah)
Now they wanna cuff me, bitch, you´re not a cop (Yeah)

I told hеr double cup me, codeinе I can´t stop (Uh-uh)
Been pouring up a lot, yeah, dirty soda pop, yeah
I told her double cup me, codeine I can´t stop (Uh-uh)
Been pouring up a lot, uh, dirty soda pop, yeah (Let´s go, let´s go)

[Juice WRLD]
Red bottoms bleed, like a murder scene (Yeah)
Like the movie, Scream (Let´s go)
Like the movie, Scream (Let´s go)
I´m a Perc fiend (Oh, yeah)
Give her Perc D (Oh, yeah)
She got wet dreams (Oh, yeah)
She can´t catch me (Oh, yeah)
Like a track team (Oh, yeah)
I´ma run to the bands like an athlete (Oh, oh, oh, yeah)

Too ahead, too ahead, no surpassing (Oh, oh, oh, yeah)
I´m in Cali´, I don´t smoke Marley
And I don´t sniff Sally
But I like Perc´s and I like syrup, ´cause they work for me
Yo´ lil´ bird gave my phone a chirp, she gon´ twerk for me
Yeah, I like Perc´s and I like syrup, cause they work for me
I´ma let them do they worst

[Juice WRLD]
I´m these niggas parents (Uh-uh)
It´s apparent (Uh-uh)
The Gucci that I´m wearin´ (Uh-uh)
In that McLaren (Uh-uh)
Got all these hoes staring, glaring, and watching (Yeah)

Now they wanna cuff me, bitch, you´re not a cop (Yeah)
I told her double cup me, codeine I can´t stop (Uh-uh)
Been pouring up a lot, yeah, dirty soda pop, yeah
I told her double cup me, codeine I can´t stop (Uh-uh)
Been pouring up a lot, uh, dirty soda pop, yeah (Let´s go, let´s go)

[Roddy Ricch]
Pour a bottle of codeine inside the soda pop
And she got molly and codeine inside the soda pop
We went to Miami just to take a load off
Seen a white bitch do cocaine, it took her nose off
And my codeine talk to ya´, I don´t even gotta pop a pill

Got my dawgs with me, you know how that go
Christian Dior from my head to my toes
My first year rich, spent a hundred bands on my clothes
And that´s no cap, I got my Porsche in the back
I get my dawg fifty bands, I get a fuck nigga whacked
I´m drinkin´ codeine, I done made it out the trap
Know a lotta niggas hated and that´s a fact
But I made it, I´m a big dog now

[Juice WRLD & Roddy Ricch]
I´m these niggas parents (Yeah)
It´s apparent (Uh-uh)
The Gucci that I´m wearin´ (Yeah)
In that McLaren (Uh-uh)
Got all these hoes staring, glaring, and watching (Uh-huh)

Now they wanna cuff me, bitch, you´re not a cop (Yeah)
I told her double cup me, codeine I can´t stop (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
Been pouring up a lot, yeah, dirty Soda Pop, yeah (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
I told her double cup me, codeine I can´t stop (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
Been pouring up a lot, uh, dirty Soda Pop, yeah (Uh-huh, uh-huh)