Juice WRLD – Purple Moncler lyrics

[Verse 1]
Walking round in London in the Purple Moncler
Money long, blowing here, I don't care
Ain’t that bitch my girlfriend standing over there
She walked over to my chair

Then she start to dirty dance
Her hands down my pants
If it sound like my name dirty dan
Just call me dirty dan
She gon' twerk for these bands
She gon' hit a handstand
I’ma text ricoche, hit him in the hands man

[Chorus]
Drip to hard my Saint Laurent
Barack Obama state of mind
Nigga yes we can
Especially when these haters say
"No I can't"
[?] rookie of the year, a god damn champ
She 'gon fuck all night long
Ready set go
Blow up in that bitch face
I confetti that hoe
150 for a show
Count the fetty then im gone
150 big gang [?] coming strong

She said she wanna love me
I told her to leave my heart alone
I hate it when I start to care
About these evil ass hoes
I know that they dont love me
They just want my fucking cash flow
These hoes manipulate to gather money, and thats wrong
But who am I to judge?
I used to rob and juug
And hit them shots
I can't blame another mother fucker for doing the same thing
Especially when you broke, thats the worst thing
If you offer me ebay money you will not make [?]

Oh, ain't that the truth
I'm preaching, having church, oh
Finna bag these hoes, taking they shirts off
Even teach they self how to squirt, oh
I had to expose them guess how much --

[Chorus]
Drip to hard my Saint Laurent
Barack Obama state of mind
Nigga yes we can
Especially when these haters say
"No I can't"
[?] rookie of the year, a god damn champ
She 'gon fuck all night long
Ready set go
Blow up in that bitch face
I confetti that hoe
150 for a show
Count the fetty then I’m gone
150 big gang [?] coming strong

She said she wanna love me
I told her to leave my heart alone
I hate it when I start to care
About these evil ass hoes
I know that they dont love me
They just want my fucking cash flow
These hoes manipulate to gather money, and thats wrong
But who am I to judge?
I used to rob and juug
And hit them shots
I can’t blame another mother fucker for doing the same thing
Especially when you broke, thats the worst thing
If you offer me ebay money you will not make [?]

Oh, ain't that the truth
I’m preaching, having church, oh
Finna bag these hoes, taking they shirts off
Even teach they self how to squirt, oh
I had to expose them guess how much

[Verse 1]
Walking round in London in the Purple Moncler
Money long, blowing here, I don't care
Ain't that bitch my girlfriend standing over there
She walked over to my chair

Then she start to dirty dance
Her hands down my pants
If it sound like my name dirty dan
Just call me dirty dan
She gon' twerk for these bands
She gon’ hit a handstand
I'ma text ricoche, hit him in the hands man

[Verse 2]
Uh, ayy, count that cash
Uh, I'm too ahead they can't catch up
Team too ahead, they can't catch up
Fifty shots, to his head, he need back up
For real
I don't like toting guns
But I may have to shoot to kill
Niggas hate that I'm winning
Now they dont wanna see me live
They too lazy to get it
Its a lot of shit to give up
Just stay focused on your mission
And dont ever ever give up
Codeine on ice really fucking up my liver
Finally scared to be overdosing
I know that shit give me shivers
But don't worry, tell em god got me
Just an uplifter
Deep inside sometimes I wonder if God can even hear
But I'ma keep praying
I'ma keep hope up
I'ma keep face (What else)
[?] Pistol tote tucked
Shoot em in the face
If he get in the way of the cake
[?]