She Got the Juice - Pumpa

Da-la, la-la-la-la, la-la, yeah Ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh Wake up from a dream She's my ever-everything I need her more than anything She's my tranquility (Uh) I can't go to sleep Without her next to me So I'm sure she's the one for me (Me, uh) Trapped in my head, she has the key She walks me to her bed I can't wait to see the freaky things She does to me All her old niggas, they are under me But back to you, baby, you're a Picasso piece Yes, indeed, you're lovely and I can't help it Follow me through the hell and the storm Honestly, feel like I've been here before Probably visited here in my dreams I came here looking for you To know that you're all I need Wake up from a dream She's my ever-everything I need her more than anything She's my tranquility (Uh) I can't go to sleep Without her next to me So I'm sure she's the one for me (Me) Baby, you're the champ (Uh) Got you soakin' when I'm in it It's way more than damp You got so fuckin' wet I had to build a dam Talk about good romance Baby, looky, looky (Looky, looky) I'ma eat you like studio cookies, oh You ain't dealin' with a rookie (Rookie) But I'm fresher than a fuckin' rookie, oh You be in Jersey like you Snookie (Snookie, Snookie) But I know you really came from Philadelph' Just like Meek Milly, oh, got my Gucci sweats on Tryna feel it through the pants, through the drawers Fuck her good, she sleep it off Wake up from a dream She's my ever-everything I need her more than anything She's my tranquility (Uh) I can't go to sleep Without her next to me So I'm sure she's the one for me (Me) Hit-Boy Nobody else No-nobody else works

Hot pants, hey hot pants uh! Smokin' Hot pants, smokin' that, hot pants Take your fine self home It looks much better than time My fever keeps growin' Girl you're blowin' my mind Thinkin' of losin' that funky feelin' don't uh! 'Cause you got to use just what you got To get just what you want-a Hey hu! Hot pants! Hey! Hot pants smokin'! Hot pants make ya sure of yourself, good Lord You walk like you got the only lovin' left hey So brother, if you're thinkin' of losin' that feelin' Then don't, ha 'Cause a woman got to use what she got To get just what she wants hey! Hey hot pants A-look a-hot pants won't make ya dance But as slick as you are-ah! You make the pants Uh! Hey brother, do ya like it? The girl over there with the funky pants on ha! She can ah! Do the chicken all night long The girl over there with the hot pants on uh! She can do the Funky Broadway all night long The girl over there with the hot pants on Filthy MacNasty all night long Get down hu! The one over there With the mini dress ha! I ain't got time, I still dig that mess Get down! But I like the hot pants Hey! I like a hot pants Ooooh! Bring it home! One more! Hit me! Aaay! Bring it home! Bring it home! Oh uh! Bring it on home Bring it on home...