"Juggalo Juice" lyrics

"Juggalo Juice"

Cola
Black Cherry
Root beer
Redpop
Cream Soda
Grape
Rock & Rye (Yep!)
Dr. Faygo (Whoo!)
Candy Apple (Woah!)
60/40, (Yep, yep)
Pineapple Orange (Yep, my Faygo, hey!)
Chocolate Cream Pie (Woah!)
Ginger Ale (Yep, yep)
Cotton Candy (Yep, my Faygo)

That precious sauce, Juggalo Juice
Crack that fat boy, let it go loose
Drink it, spray it, whatever your use
Do it up like Joey, and Big Joe Bruce
Wet it up, kid (I'm about to)
Moon Mist Blue, here's what you do
Throw it up in the sky to soothe that itch
Slap it up silly and boot that bitch

Just let it fly (Juggalo juice, yep, yep)
Into the sky (Yep, my Faygo, hey!)
Don't wonder why (Woah! Juggalo juice, yep, yep)
Until you try (Yep, my Faygo, hey!)

Two in each hand, flake out and shake
My nutbag taste like Faygo Grape
Explode in your bedroom, Faygo lake
Marinate your steak and bake Faygo cake
It's cheap as hell, and fuck, I'm broke
Fuck three bucks for a cup of Coke
Shit, I stay sticky, fuck the soap
Orange Pop all on my dick, peace though

I mix it, fix it, fuck I kicks it
Off them titties I gotta licks it
Take out the fixtures, chandeliers
Fuck a venue too nice to handle this
Rock and Rye bombs from above
Knock you out and fuck up your duds
Explode and unload all over the place
You don't like Redpop? Fuck your face!

Just let it fly (Woah! Juggalo juice, yep, yep)
Into the sky (Yep, my Faygo, hey!)
Don't wonder why (Woah! Juggalo juice, yep, yep)
Until you try (Yep, my Faygo, hey!)

Too much juice shorts out the power
Dance in the dark of the Faygo shower
Sugar rain insane Flavors, colors
We'll kick yo ass, but we love each others
Through the floor, into the basement
But it ain't wasted, more would taste it
Seeps on through to the pits of Hell
And puts out the flames where the devil dwells

Faygo storms, rain and thunder
No need to wonder
It's too much fun to just unwind, put yourself under the trance
Pour some down your pants
Hump it, hit it, get with it
Bust a nut and be geeked ya did it
Precious Peach and Bubblegum Pop
No need for a mop 'cause we don't stop!

Just let it fly (Juggalo juice, yep, yep)
Into the sky (Yep, my Faygo, hey!)
Don't wonder why (Woah! Juggalo juice, yep, yep)
Until you try (Yep, my Faygo, hey!)

Orange Chug (Woah!)
City Soda (Yep, yep)
Moon Mist (Yep)
Mango Tango (My Faygo, hey!)
Key Lime Pie (Woah!)
Red Cherry (Yep, Yep)
Original Black Raspberry (Yep, my Faygo, hey!)
Jive Turkey Tonic
And a take three


Thanks to Francisco for adding these lyrics.
Writer(s): Joseph Bruce, Michael Clark
album: "The Mighty Death Pop!" (2012)
Insane Clown Posse - The Mighty Death Pop! album cover
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