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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Gorilla Zoe
Gorilla Zoe
Vocals
Yung Joc
Yung Joc
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alonzo Mathis
Alonzo Mathis
Songwriter
Christopher "Drumma Boy" Gholson for Drum Squad
Christopher "Drumma Boy" Gholson for Drum Squad
Songwriter
Jasiel Almon T Robinson
Jasiel Almon T Robinson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Alexander "Big A" Prado
Alexander "Big A" Prado
Assistant Recording Engineer
Conrad "Rad" Dimanche
Conrad "Rad" Dimanche
Associate Producer
Thomas "Tom Cat" Bennett Jr.
Thomas "Tom Cat" Bennett Jr.
Recording Engineer
Dale "Rambro" Ramsey
Dale "Rambro" Ramsey
Mixing Engineer
Christopher "Drumma Boy" Gholson for Drum Squad
Christopher "Drumma Boy" Gholson for Drum Squad
Producer
Russel "Block" Spencer
Russel "Block" Spencer
Executive Producer
Sean "Puffy" Combs
Sean "Puffy" Combs
Executive Producer
Thomas "Tomcat" Bennett
Thomas "Tomcat" Bennett
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Hey, Zoe
What up, Joc?
There's a lot of women out here
Yuh
And all they want to do is have a good time
We gotta give them something new to say
Like what?
Let's name it something else
Juice box?
[Verse 2]
I make her juice box wet, wet, wet, wet, wet, wet
I make her juice box drip, drip, drip, drip, drip, drip
I make her juice box talk, talk, talk, talk, talk, talk
I make her juice box pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop
[Verse 3]
My eyes low
Chinky like Mr. Miyagi
Extra fresh, I'm drippin' to Isa Miyagi
Wax on, wax off like Karate kid
28's on the Chevy, y'all know what it is
Me and my dogs hit the club like bam
The trunk be like wam
Them hoes be like damn
Walk up in the club, neighborhood superstars
Buying up the bar, kush in the cigar
[Verse 4]
A bitch on each arm, and both them hoes foreign
Menagin' with ya boy, tryna drink my unborn
Licking on each other, acrobatics with they tongue
Shake it like Beyonce, go ring the alarm
[Verse 5]
I make her juice box wet, wet, wet, wet, wet, wet
I make her juice box drip, drip, drip, drip, drip, drip
I make her juice box talk, talk, talk, talk, talk, talk
I make her juice box pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop
[Verse 6]
I go hard
Hard like a rock
I pogo stick a bitch until she holla stop
The juice box wet, drippin' like a mop
Treat her like a rope, and tie her in a knot
Hood **** shit, meet me at the travel lodge
Bring some red bulls and some Trojan extra large
Work a big chop, she gon' lose a lot of carbs
Make that juice box talk, man, I make that pussy fart
[Verse 7]
The dick can't win, once I get it in
I turn her ass over, and make her back bend
I beat her for an hour, then I rest for ten
And grab another rubber and do it all again
[Verse 8]
I make her juice box wet, wet, wet, wet, wet, wet
I make her juice box drip, drip, drip, drip, drip, drip
I make her juice box talk, talk, talk, talk, talk, talk
I make her juice box pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop
[Verse 9]
Is it the way I say my name?
The way I rock my chain?
The way I walk into the club?
Drive the hoes insane
I roll with hood figgas
Real ****, money gettas
Fuck with us, hey, chopper hit ya
Chopper split ya shit
[Verse 10]
Uh, enough of all that
Tryna make a juice box wet, fall back
Now whip it out, what do u call that?
She got scared, baby girl hauled ass
[Verse 11]
But I just follow the drip, follow the drip, now
She's all on my dick, she's all on my dick, wow
She's rocking her hips, she's rocking her hips, pow
Now she's calling it quits, calling it quits
[Verse 12]
I make her juice box wet, wet, wet, wet, wet, wet
I make her juice box drip, drip, drip, drip, drip, drip
I make her juice box talk, talk, talk, talk, talk, talk
I make her juice box pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop
Written by: A. Mathis, Christopher Gholson, J. Robinson, Jasiel Almon T. Robinson
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