Juice WRLD - Mouv’ Live Club (Freestyle) lyrics

Uh uh, uh, uh, uh
Alright yeah, huh
Uh, yeah, uh
Yeah, wait, Juice WRLD, huh, yeah, huh, yeah
We in Paris, uh, uh

Shit this rap shit is a passion
I'm gon' let 'em have it
Loaking wit my automatic, uh
They don't want no static
Run up on me, it get tragic, uh
I've been wreaking havoc
Feelin' like a super savage, uh
Grippin' automatics
Swear to god that's on my life
I could probably go fuck your wife
Double back and I'll hit her twice
In the Ghost like the Poltergeist
My flow go super bray
I say that shit all day
In the cut like oh no no no
He got a brand new AK, uh
My flow go so crazy though, uh
Yo' bitch on her knees
Swallowin' all my babies, ho
Choppa like a earthquake shake like Haiti, ho
Not no Xbox, you can't fucking play me, ho
444 gun, I feel like I'm Jay-Z, ho
Fuck your bitch hell nah I
Just wanted the fellatio
Hit it one time then I gotta go
Tell her that I gotta go, uh
Snakes up in her eyes look like GI joe
I'm a giant when I'm in
My mind feel like fee-fi-fo
Rollie from a different time zone
After trapping off of my iPhone
I done threw away my phone
I was back on my new shit
Get her wetter than a cruise ship
Fuck the bitch, I'm finna beat it up
Yeah, beat the pussy, I abuse it
Beat it up and I'm ruthless
In a foreign it's roofless
Freestyling, I do dis
I spit like I'm toothless
Pull up on 'em like damn, bitch
Hail gun in my hand, bitch
I'ma up that yam, bitch
Bad bitch I may cram it i can rap forever
Water whippin', I can trap forever
These niggas be fake, they act forever
I'm pouring up lean-to act forever, uh
That is no matter the weather
Bitch, I'm so cold that
You making a sweater, uh
I say that shit for the better, uh
I'ma say that shit forever, uh
Look at the way that I rap on the beat
I feel like a master
Graduate with flows, I think I need master's
Put your head inside of the plaster
Got no father I'm a bastard, uh
Yeah, that's how it happened
On these beats to busy snapping, uh
Ya, too busy rapping, uh, uh, uh

Dj Mouv let's switch

Mhm (Mumbling)
Uh, uh feeling like the champion, uh
I said I'm feeling like a champion, uh
I said I'm feeling like a champion, uh
I said I'm feeling like a -, uh
I'm feeling like the best to ever do it
Got these niggas looking stupid
If I pull up I'ma shoot it
I'ma ball like Tyler Ulis
Got your bitch I may just do her
Hit the pussy with Hadouken's
I'ma leave a nigga shook when
That Choppa take his soul
I promise you that I'm the best
Ain't nobody better than me
And your bitch I get her wet
You can't get her wetter than me
I'ma pull up with a TEC, uh
Buss it like a semi
Hardaway I'm ballin' out, uh
I'm feeling like Penny
Of the dome, I'm rippin' it, kickin' it
Hop like ribbit lil' nigga, you run-up
I'ma just hit 'em
My choppa smoke 'em like swishers
My flow is extravagant
Really, it is extravagant
Really, I am gargantuan
Really, I am the champion
Niggas faker than manikins
Walk in the sky like Anakin
Dogging bullets like Flanigan
Gucci all on my flannels
I'm wearing 'preme 5 panels
With niggas that I was skating with
Really, my choppa take your ass out
Like a double date and shit
Silly, uh, boy my flow is perfect
I ball out like Julius Erving
Snakes in the grass I can see me a serpent
I'ma turn into a whole different person
Off of the perkys
Even when I'm laid off I'm working
Even when I'm laid off she Twerking
On my dick that bitch slurping, uh
Ya, ya, ya

Dj Mouv ok, now we got a classic
A real french classic

Everything up, ok i like this beat
(Mumbling) these niggas ain't, uh, uh, uh
These niggas ain't, mhm
It's about time I start spazzing on they ass
Fucking with the cash it'll leave ur
Ass up in the past
Matter fact I may just leave
You in a body bag
And if you still alive you gon'
Be walking in a body cast
Hospitalized and all these fucking guys
That want to come against me
I promise you it's empty threats I
Don't fuck with this shit
But I fuck on your bitch
She can suck on my dick, then
Swallow my kids
Big gun on my hip, I, hollow my tips
Pull up on the scene shots at ur lip
Niggas talking like they tough but
They not on shit
Boy I feel like LeBron, so just set a pick
I'ma dunk on a bitch
My flow super cold, and it's Taylo' swift
Right
Pull up on the scene with that gun on my hip
Right
Knife in the shoe too, I'ma pull it out then
Stab him and stab you
I do what I do, punch shit like Tae Bo
Guns in my pocket, drugs in my vitals
Put that on a Bible
These niggas is indecisive
I can fuck that bitch then I
Kick her out fuck a title, uh
Kick her out, yeah, I kick
Her out fuck a title, uh
Kick her out, yeah
I kick her out fuck a title
The way I kick the verse
It's looking like Karate
And if your looking for me I'm
Putting dick in your mommy
I'ma run just like a track meet
Maybe like an athlete
One, two, three, four million
Count it like math geek
My flow is intricate
Close to the beat I'm intimate killing it
Really I'm just 'bout infinite
Shit like Eminem
I'm the best I be rippin' it
Nigga rest in piece or rest in piss
Don't you dare disrespect me
I got the gun on my hip I'ma use it
Like a toilet, I'm shitting on these losers
I don't really give a fuck what you doing
You not my bitch could give
A fuck who you screwing
I get the cash every day I get the blues in
I get the Percs every day I take the blues in
I take a couple blue pills with
A couple gin listening to minuteman
Yeah, I'm a dapper dan and a rapper fan
Arm in the carter like Vince Carter
A Raptor fan
I spit facts, I double back and I rap again
I flip crack, I double back and I trap again
These niggas faker

Then a bitch they loved to act again
I skywalker up on this shit
I feel like Anakin
I said that I had to bring
It back it's super cold
I rapping on some new shit
The beats are super old
You run up on me, Choppa on
Me, It'll leave you froze, huh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, It'll leave you froze
I expose niggas and I expose hoes
I change a motherfucker like a wardrobe
40 get to sneezing like it got a bad cold
Full of shit they call me
Juice Wrld the asshole
The cashflow will make a bitch
Drop her ass low
She ride dick like a motherfucking lasso
See my flow is oz like Todo
I look at the price then I pay the toll doe
I'm not a nigga, I'm a motherfucking mogul
You don't believe me
I will motherfucking show you
She look at me like I
Will motherfucking blow you
I know boo so come through
I play that bitch like a Gameroom
This new coupe got a fucking sunroof
I pull up, Choppa on me what that gun do
Good luck nigga
I'ma bully in these streets, huh
Like a vet but I'm a
Rookie in these streets, huh
I'm a vegetarian when it come to beef
I don't even want it I just
Pass it to the chiefs man, listen
I'm balling like Demar -

Dj Mouv something different

Come on uh
(Mumbling) uh, boolin' up in Paris with
Some niggas from Chicago
Pull up on the scene Choppa on me with a 40
Ayy fire like a dragon no komodo, woah
Why she sucking on my dick in a 4 door
I don't even want her you can have her
I don't got no father nigga
I'm a rich bastard
Ballin' on these niggas like I'm
In the fucking Raptors
You don't want smoke nigga
You don't want cancer, uh
I can rap on anything, anything
Married to the money need a wedding ring
Wedding ring bitch, I got real diamonds
You at burger king, burger king
Run up in your crip
That's a burglary, burglary, uh
Wordplay don't play it all, uh, uh, Perc pop
I don't do the Adderall, uh, uh
Knock, Knock, really need to knock it
Off, slob on my knob, yeah
Girl you need to slob me off, uh, uh
Pull up on the scene with the roof off, uh
Red beam on the gun feel like Rudolph
Choppa hit your face and ur mouth
Tear your tooth off, uh, uh
Hell yeah that bitch'll tear ur
Tooth off, uh, uh, uh
Listen to the way that I flow on it
Walk into the club take your ho on it, uh, uh
Spend 10k all on clothes on it, uh, uh
Pull up on the scene with
That rollie on me, uh, uh
Yeah, fresh motherfucker
Fresh to death breaking bad
Crystal meth mother fucker
Take a sec, throw the pass
Intercept motherfucker
Got a bitch on her knees
Giving me neck motherfucker, uh, haha

I got some sugar, some sweetness
No beat, only sugar (Haha) , alright?
Try this one
(Holy, holy shit, hahaha) try this one
Mouv', Mouv', Mouv' dJ Muxxa
Uh

I don't wanna know i'ma fall down, uh
I ain't finna fall down
Fourth-quarter, shorty, I'ma ball out
Don't go to work, baby, call out
Ain't no waitin', no stall now
I'm finna ball out
Fourth-quarter, shorty, no call outs
Don't go to work, baby, just call out, uh
In the bedroom, all out percs on the counter
I can't wait to take 'em
Blunts on the counter
I can't wait to face it
Bad lil' bitch, yeah she be my favorite
All my songs, they all on her playlists
I don't really know how to say
It but I'ma say it
I don't really know if she take
It but she can take it
I don't slow it down unless
I'm in the matrix
Presidential brain that bitch
Like Sarah Palin here it go
I'm not the same nigga that I was a year ago
I thank God every day for it, it's a miracle
In the trap House singing negro spirituals
Yeah aunt Jemima, best believe I'm in trap
Goin' entry lining
Pull up on 'em with the Rollie
That's perfect timing and
I guess that means that the stars aligning
Uh gun sing like CeCe Winans
Change shit just like the climate
Sit back in my seat reclining
I call that shit perfect timing
I'm in another country getting new money
My money had depression, yeah
That's blue money
Feeling like I had depression
I was blue or something
Until I smoked a pack and then
I blew or something, uh, uh
Listen to the way that, I flow on
This shit is off the top, like a wave cap
Pull up on the scene you get
Knocked like the bass back
Put the Mac-11 bullet where
Your fucking face at
Eating good cocaine on a placemat
And that's where the bitch put her face at
Eating good cocaine on a placemat
And that's where the bitch put her face at

Okay, I last? Yeah, let's do it
Let's try something Afro alright
I got a Afro vibe mouv', Mouv', Mouv'
He throwing on every type of beat
Alright, let's see if I can
Pop a Juice on there dJ Muxxa
Mouv', Mouv', Mouv'

Yeah I know
Ain't the same dude that you seen before
Knock, knock, knock, yeah
I'm at your front door
Need your love, yeah I need some more, uh
Don't let me get in my mode
Baby, we can make a movie, oh
Ball like Ricky Rubio
I don't got time for a stupid, ho
Broke my heart, fuck is a cupid, ho, uh
Fuck is you doing, ho
Fuck my friends, fuck who is screwing, ho, uh
Fuck is you doing, ho
Library book you overdo it, ho, uh
What is you doing, ho
Fucking my friends who is you screwing, ho
Uh what is you doing, ho
Fucking my friends who is you screwing, ho
I'm in my own lane, playing my own game
Let's play, let's play
I do my own thing, diamonds on my chain, ok
Ok i'm in my lane, I love my lane, my lane
Playing my games, playing mind games
Mind games everyday just like a studio
Got some dreads in my head like I'm Coolio
This is Gucci which mix with the Pucci
Though i ain't really rocking no Pucci, ho
I ain't really rocking no Fuji, ho
I'm getting water like Fiji, ho
I'm getting water like Fiji, ho
Get her wet now that bitch need a squeegee
Ho with my brother like Mario, Luigi, ho
Pull up on em my choppa is down to blow, yeah
Have him shaking like a red nose, uh, uh
Have him shaking like a red nose
New Adidas give them shell toes
She said she love me I responded back hell no
Bitches stick to me like velcro

Mouv', Mouv', Mouv'
Have you ever rap on that kind of beat?
Nah, that was my first time ever doing that
That's was your first time? In Life
Ok, one more come on
Not Afro, not Trap come on
Ok, one more mouv', Mouv', Mouv'
D-d-d DJ Muxxa damn
Mouv'

Uh, uh, uh uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, bitch, huh, bitch, uh, yeah, huh huh
(Mumbling)
This ain't none of your business, bitch
The fuck is you on, uh
I have a blunt and I have a
Perc I feel like I'm gone, uh
Transforming that car, what the fuck is
This car, It's a Megatron, uh
I feel like I'm Call of Duty with
The Uzi the way that I spawn, uh
I feel like your father is something the
Way that I fuck on your mom
Uh, and every day I wake up praying
To god for some of them commas
I'm on the come up, daring a nigga to run-up
I'm in the cut with a gun up
Hot like the sun I ball like the OKC thunder
Shit, under that bitch need a plunger
I swear that I'm hungry
I'm high off the shit I got munchies
I'm high off the shit I got munchies, uh
Yeah it's Givenchy, Abercrombie, I wear it
No Abercrombie, uh, ayy i pick the flow up
Mixing the Henny and lean I'm a throw-up
Lean on my hip I can't wait I'm a pour up
Uh 40 on me I'm a show-up
40 on me you don't want no smoke
LOL to the bank but it ain't no joke
I'm a rich ass nigga and they too broke
I'm a hit the pitch like a fucking high note
Michael Phelps in the shit make
Her hit a backstroke, uh, uh
Throwing bands what the fuck is you
Tryna shake your ass fo', uh
All the way turnt up
Got damn, this the brand new
Rosco Dash flow, uh, uh
I'm a catch this bitch hold on, uh look
I feel like a poet, I'm spazzing
That 40 on me fire just like a dragon
I'm off of the Xanax, I really be dragging
I don't fuck with niggas I
Swear they be maggots get off of me, uh
I get the money monopoly
Ain't talking money I don't do the talking
All of my niggas get money
You run-up, I'm gunning
Don't take this shit from me, uh
High off of everything
Married to money that bitch
Need a wedding ring
Move on the better thing
Move on the wetter thing
I got Berreta on me, let Berreta sing
I get the cheddar for real like a rat
Run up when we round applause you get clapped
I got that gun like I'm Santa or something
Christmas, Hell, yeah, on my lap
Shake up with my guys no dap, mhm
Believe that, hmm

Thank you, very much Juice
For being with us, yeah
Thanks, for having me, lit
Freestyle was hard
Thank you, thank you, thank you very hard
Anytime you want
Anytime you're in Paris you come
In the Mouv' live club when you come
Man, I'ma always stop by here