Unreleased archive entry

Wrong Lyrics, Right Song (Singalong)

Juice WRLD

Wrong Lyrics, Right Song (Singalong) lyrics

Intro Juice WRLD Future DY Krazy Oh   Chorus I say hold on cant fuck on a bitch if the vibe wrong I done said the wrong lyrics on the right song Cant sing my shit no singalong ayy Ima fuck her all night long Ima beat up on her chest like King Kong Got her so wet thought shawty left the shower on Bricks stashed in the bathroom leave the towels alone   Verse 1 Ayy a real nigga a dope dealer Try me you get disfigured Codeine chugger I dont really sip liquor Triple K on the shit I dont like niggas MiniAK in the whip I dont fight niggas Feel like Ray J with his bitch hit it first nigga Maybe R Kelly with the words Ima flirt with her Then piss on you and your friends Ima buy you a Birkin so you can share the purse with her No Xans Im the master of Percs nigga Being the boss has its curses and perks with it Im on them pills when we fuck Im berserk with it Put the pussy on a platter like I ate dessert with it New fit Versace Hermès expensive My hand is under her dress I feel it Her hand goin through my dreads She said she feel Devil horns on my head Kill the matador cause all the bullshit is dead Attaboy dont go tellin to the feds Parkour pills do flips in my head Fell in love with her like I fell for the meds   Chorus I say hold on cant fuck on a bitch if the vibe wrong I done said the wrong lyrics on the right song Cant sing my shit no singalong ayy Ima fuck her all night long Ima beat up on her chest like King Kong Got her so wet thought shawty left the shower on Bricks stashed in the bathroom leave the towels alone   Verse 2 I know Im the shit leave my bowels on yall Shit Gucci and Prada and Louis Vuitton Im outta yo league bitch I feel like LeBron Throw it off of the backboard dunk on yo mom Spent 150k just because Elliot help me spend that on my watch Im paranoid so I got me a Glock Need me a Draco the Glock not enough Every day I wake up spendin a lot So much money I cant help but floss My lil shorty almost hit the road She told me I gotta work on my flaws Sing this all day long Serenade yo bitch I play the guitar Interrogate yo bitch my dick in her jaw You asking her questions about her night out   Chorus I say hold on cant fuck on a bitch if the vibe wrong I done said the wrong lyrics on the right song Cant sing my shit no singalong ayy Ima fuck her all night long Ima beat up on her chest like King Kong Got her so wet thought shawty left the shower on Bricks stashed in the bathroom leave the towels alone