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Wimp Juice Boooooooooohhhhooooooooohhh
Don't wanna let it loose
Let it loose, let it loooose
She don't want me cause of my wimp juice
Don't wanna cut it loose
No I don't, No I doonn'tt

I'm in that 74 Yougo
Wiht the manual seats fake wood on the wheel
Hole in the roof, but leave it alone
Girls see it wanna leave it now I'm all alone
Ooooooohh, crap that's how we do it baby
Everyday like this? 7 days
I tell ya 365
Winter, spring, and fall in the summer I cry
You actin like you never seen it befo
Like them wussy boys aint got no floor
Girl please Get in but don't slam that door
Keep your shoes on, you might not have a floor
Cause you wanna put your feet on my roust dontcha
You really wanna put you feet on my rust dontcha
You're fallin through hold on I might cathc ya
This aint from Russia so girl why's it rustin

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Now I'm mean as a baby dull as a spoon
In anything from Fimberlands to Hanes
Now listen I run from haters all the time I get played
And uuh I get no lades like everyday
That's why I had no dates and everybody had babes
And now all my girls have round shapes
I'm not a example of hoochieless jackin
I'm never hoopin but I'd be yellin they lackin
I see you mama eatin lasagna
Gucci and Prada baby I got nada
The lucciana is a problem for poppa
That's all you want then girl I can't holla
Cause you wanna put your feet on my rust dontcha
You really wanna put your feet on my rust dontcah
You're fallin through hold on I don't like how you actin
Treat you like you're from Milwaukee, sex ya cause that I'm lackin

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Uh hear me out
Now wimp juice is anything that can't attract the opposite sex
Certainly aint money, fame, or straight itellect
it doesn't matter girls got the wimp juice too
Come to think about they can't have more than we do
They aint got mo juice in they talk no juice in they walk
They got no juice in they pants ooh gosh dang
I tell ya man it's a cryin shame
How the juice flows through my veins you hear me mane
Wimp juice'll make you color blind
You find it wont work on many creeds and kinds
From age 20 right down to 9
the mayor of Wussyville and I won't resign watch me recline
Cause you wanna put you feet on my rust dontcha
You really wanna put your feet on my rust dontcha
You're fallin through go on I aint got all night
Matter fact my right shoes on my left I know that ain right