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juicy sweatsuits (个性的运动服) (Explicit) - Blackbear/Juicy J
Yeah

Juicy sweatsuits
Doing lines in the restroom
All your drugs to impress who
Twenty something trust issues girl
Insecure about who you are
You're selfish and you know it
I'm here tonight and I'm gone tomorrow
Move too fast and you took it too far
I wanna go

Wherever you ain't gon' be
Don't make me pose

In a picture you ain't want no one to see

Yeah hell yeah

Tell me why my exes besties now
Acting like it stress me out
Mad that I won't text them now
Y'all just look depressin' now
I was down for you

At one point in my life
Down for you
Once upon a time
You held me down

Now you just holding me back

Tell me why my exes besties now
Thinking pics gon' stress me out
Mad that I won't sex 'em now
Y'all just look depressin' in those sweatsuits
Doing lines in the restroom
All y'all dressed like who dressed you
Forever 21 god bless you
Girl we use to pop them bottles of that champagne

Now you in the closet of the club doing cheap coc*ine
Thank god that's over
Hey hey
I know you wanna run back to me but it's too late too late
Ain't no room left for you in the wraith
You had to go left so I got you replaced
Nah met your best friend guess she got good taste good taste
She wanna find out what juicy J taste like taste like
Eyes red like the Rolls-Royce brake lights brake lights
I got my shades on even in the late night late night
'Cause if I lift my wrist I might blind myself
I got a hand full of ice but this kind don't melt
You think you can do better you just lyin' to yourself
Can't name one ni**a that can never keep up
My last chick wasn't d**e enough I had to re-up
I was down for you

At one point in my life
Down for you

Once upon a time
You held me down

Now you just holding me back

Tell me why my exes besties now
Thinking pics gon' stress me out
Mad that I won't sex 'em now
Y'all just look depressin' in those sweatsuits
Doing lines in the restroom
All y'all dressed like who dressed you
Forever 21 god bless you
Girl we use to pop them bottles of that champagne

Now you in the closet of the club doing cheap coc*ine
Thank god that's over