Juice WRLD - Sexual Healing (Visualizer)

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Art made by Majinboof
Animated by Xardas

Lyrics:

[Intro]
(Uh)
Damn (Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh)
Damn, damn, damn (Yee-haw)
I told her I need that sexual healing (Let's go, oh)
I don't want no nothing to heal me (Let's go, let's go, let's go)
(Let's go, let's go, let's go)
Ya dig? (Ooh)
Triple 9 on my wrist
With the AP tint (Woah, let's go)

[Chorus]
I told her I need sexual healing, ya' dig? (Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh)
Twenty years old, ran up the millions, ya' dig? (Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh)
Twenty years old, havin' oxycodone nasal-drip (Yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah, uh)
Say she taste it when we kiss (Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah)
She ain't like the others, she the one that told me how to sniff (Yeah, yeah)
(Let's go, let's go, let's go)

[Post-Chorus]
Kinda like your mother, prolly 'cause she older than the kid (Yeah, yeah)
Give her that hard, hard, like I dropped a boulder in that bitch (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
She left her Xbox, he was tryna control her with this shit (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I wonder why I— (Ayy, ayy, ayy)

[Verse 1]
Like, was that nigga a cop? (Uh-huh)
I pull up on his block, got my hand on my Glock (Grrah, grrah, grrah), you run up get popped (Uh-huh)
I done ran up the bands, go straight to the top (Grrah, grrah, grrah), so I can't stop (Uh-huh)
I ball, they watch (Uh-huh)
Audemar on the clock (Uh-huh)
Put the dick in the Glock (Uh-huh)
I remember selling rocks (Uh-huh)
So, the lights stay on (Trap, trap, trap) I hit Neiman Marcus when I shop (Uh-huh)
I fuck her so good that she can't speak (Slatt, slatt, yeah)
No, she can't talk (Uh-huh, yeah)
All she says (Uh-huh), "Beat the pussy up 'til it's dead" (Uh-huh)
Hop on that box like Mayweather (Grrah, grrah, grrah), but the match is in between her legs (Uh-huh)

[Chorus]
I told her I need sexual healing, ya' dig? (Ooh, uh, yeah, yeah)
Twenty years old, ran up the millions, ya' dig? (Ooh, uh, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Twenty years old, havin' oxycodone nasal-drip (Ooh, uh, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Say she taste it when we kiss
She ain't like the others, she the one that told me how to sniff (Ooh)
(Let's go, let's go, let's go)

[Post-Chorus]
Kinda like your mother, prolly 'cause she older than the kid (Ooh, uh-huh)
Give her that hard, hard, like I dropped a boulder in that bitch (Ooh, uh-huh)
She left her Xbox, he was tryna control her with this shit (Ooh, uh-huh)
I wonder why I— (Ayy, ayy, ayy)

[Verse 2]
All her old niggas hoes (Uh-huh)
That's for sure (Uh, uh)
Shorty gonna touch her toes (Uh, uh)
For my bros, for my bros, for my bros (Uh)
Uh, shorty where'd you go? I can't do it on my own (Yeah, yeah)
Give him 6 out the Glizzy, like Drake with his woes
Uh, codeine stains on my clothes, I'm a dope fiend (Woah)
Don't let anybody know about me (Let's go)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, Perc 30 nose bleeds, lean wit' it, OD
Choppa on me, make him take off, track team (Grrah, grrah, grrah)
She tell me I'm a jerk, I tell her, "I ain't that mean"
She told me that she love me, I don't know what that means
I'm too busy off oxy', baby, I'm scratching

[Chorus]
I told her I need sexual healing, ya' dig?
Twenty years old, ran up the millions, ya' dig?
Twenty years old, havin' oxycodone nasal-drip (What the fuck else?)
Say she taste it when we kiss
She ain't like the others, she the one that told me how to sniff

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