This is a song about "Juice in the cut"

I'm the nigga with the juice

When they hear me rocking the groove

We buying they hoes bags, getting they bitches shoes

And the thirst, just the worst, it's the curse of the juice!

Of the confidence juice

So cool, my bitch got no shoes

I'll cut him like he's walking in the lunch line slow

Spending money when your wallet gets low

You gotta pay attention in order to pay dues

Wake up in your livin' room, calm, relaxed, gin and juice,

Cut 'em in half half way to the gymnasium with my axe

Matter fact i am farmer john milkin' cattle tracks

That one - drown in the juice nigga

How beautiful are thou, africa

Now imma hit this beat like pow everybody's eye's open and they say wow

People hollerin' out the windown, hey boosie you got the juice now