Rouge Juicy Lyrics (feat. Nadia Nakai & Moozlie)
My life is a movie.
The camera shoot me.
I send my black car to school,
Why?
The numbers are stupid.
Fenty, bheka my face
(Swoosh, swoosh)
Silk on my lace
(Breath)
Oh my gosh I can’t breathe.
Fendi snatching my waist!
Juicy, Juicy, Juicy, Juicy
Life of the rich, (rich)
I don’t even do nothing
So you don’t like my shit (aww)
That sounds like a “you problem”.
Ntwana I’m bored.
Got all the awards.
Put that on record,
I’m playing chess, you’re playing checkers.
I said to be patient,
It’s coming in 60,
Like shopping at Checkers,
Like damn you invested.
( damn you invested)
You asked for an album,
I gave you a classic,
Tick that off your checklist.
These are the Days of our Lives,
We pushing our Passions,
The Young and the Restless.
(Hoo haa)
Back in the game.
What’s a holiday?
What a bounceback!
That’s a ricochet!
Seem to count that,
Till my fingers ache like!
(1234)
Millions in crypto I got it in credit.
(1234)
Easy to body, I’d body a carcass.
(1234)
Dibas and Dollars and Pesos.
Planting money trees
Until they grow,
To an Amazon,
Like I’m Bezos.
Like grrrrrr.
My life is a movie
The camera shoot me
I send my black car to school
Why?
The numbers are stupid
Fenty, bheka my face
(Swoosh, swoosh)
Silk on my lace
(Breath)
Oh my gosh I can’t breathe
Fendi snatching my waist!
Juicy, Juicy, Juicy, Juicy
(Oh so we talking about what’s juicy)
I got your baby daddy in the back seat
I’m family
He really loving eating out my fat P
if you ask me
I contribute to your household financially
And it’s tax free
Why you mad B
Better thank me,
We the big 3!
Standing on business bitches,
Yeah my cheques got so many digits
I be running these laps like I’m on the race track here I go again swinging on ****
I got mad clout, Rollie on my wrist and it’s iced out
Always on a flight, crashed out
Running outta pages in my passport
(1234)
Basic bitches got bumper stickers
(1234)
Basic bitches never get the figures
(1234)
Basic bitches with your minus credit,
tryna take the credit but you never earned it,
I’m the first edition,
You the Temu version!
Juicy, Juicy, Juicy, Juicy
Big dawg, big B’ness
Big Blanco still kill it!
Everything y’all doing we did it!
Two covers coz I’m too much widdit!
Too fresh, best dressed
Get it together, y’all look a mess
And I never miss,
Fakel’ istress
Angeke balunge!
Sek’ fik isterring ke!
LAST NUMBA!
Everything stunza bonanza
I pull up they cava the slumba
I pull up they cava the ncaza
Ya dlala….
la’sphethe amaVula Vala
La’spheth’ izinj’ ebez’ nyisa kwak’ dala
We in the jungle, deep in the Ratanga
(1234)
Sekabuyile livukil’ idlozi
(1234)
Ngibusisiwe mina ngibonga inkosi
(1234)
Girl you had your chance I’ve been summoned back!
Fill the gap, make up where you lack!
Keep the credit, I just want the racks!
(Just give me my money bitch okay, haha)
Juicy, Juicy, Juicy, Juicy