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Datos de Juice Wrld Nombre Verdadero: Jared HigginsNombre Artístico: Juice WrldDonde Nació: Chicago, Illinois, Estados UnidosFecha de Nacimiento: 02 de diciembre de 1999Muerte: 08 de diciembre de 2019 (20 años)Donde murió: Chicago, Illinois, Estados UnidosNacionalidad: EstadounidenseDonde Vive: Los Ángeles, California, Estados UnidosGénero(s): Hip hop, emo rapActividad: 2017 - ActualidadInstrumentos: Voz, piano, guitarra, bateríaOcupación: Cantante, raperoDisquera(s): Interscope RecordsOtros Nombres: JuiceTheKiddPágina Oficial: www.juicewrld999.comRedes Sociales:Facebook, Instagram, Twitter, YouTube .'
'. ¿Quién fue Juice Wrld? Jarad Anthony Higgins, quien lleva por nombre artístico Juice Wrld, fue un exponente de rap, cantante y compositor estadounidense de Calumet Park, Illinois, que nació el 2 de diciembre de 1998, en Chicago, Illinois, EE.UU, y falleció el 8 de diciembre de 2019, tras sufrir una convulsión en el aeropuerto Midway de Chicago. Fue principalmente conocido por sus canciones, "All Girls Are the Same" y "Lucid Dreams”. Su música ha sido descrita como "emo rap”. Significado del nombre En una entrevista con “Mass Appeal”, Juice WRLD explica cómo se le ocurrió su nombre artístico. El dijo en la entrevista que: "Tenía el corte de pelo, como el corte que llevaba el rapero Tupac Shakur en su película “Juice”. Y referente a la parte de WLRD indica que Lo tomó como una referencia de tratar de conquistar el mundo, y el ser su propio mundo". Niñez, Juventud y Vida Familiar Jared vivió su adolescencia en uno de los suburbios de Calumet Park, Luego se mudó a Homewood, Illinois y asistió a la escuela secundaria
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Juice Wrld - Lit Sticks Lyrics


[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Amiri on me, they came with the rips, ya' dig)
Yeah, yeah, (Try to run up on me nigga, that shit ripped, ya' dig)
Oh, oh (Uh)
Ya' dig

[Chorus]
3K on the coat, bitch rich, uh (Uh-huh, uh-huh, yeah, yeah)
Hundred-fifty on my wrist, let me talk my shit (Uh-huh, uh-huh, yeah, yeah)
I remember I was broke, had to steal my kicks (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
Now I'm playin' Repo Man (Yeah)
I could take your bitch, you dig? (Nigga, I could take your bitch?)
Amiri denim, they came with the rips, you dig? (Amiri denim, they came with the rips)
Uh, every time we pop out we got them sticks, you dig? (Every time we pop out we got them sticks)
Uh, pop it like an ollie, do a trick, you dig? (Pop it like an ollie, do a trick)
Tell the whole world suck my dick, I'm lit (I'ma tell the whole world to suck my dick)

[Verse 1]
I remember, I was broke, last December, in my home (Yeah-yeah, yeah)
Recording music so I could post and get my clout up on them hoes
Now a nigga got a million plus a couple million, uh (Uh, grrah)
I'm the realest in the building when I walk in the building, uh-uh-uh (Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, bitch)
Yeah, yeah, look at that belt, Hermès
Look at that vintage Versace, nigga, you can't cop it
She a pantie droppin' thot, and she love the wristwatch (Yeah, yeah)
Look at the way I up my AP and that bitch heart stop (Gleam, gleam, gleam)
[Pre-Chorus]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, oh-oh

[Chorus]
3K on the coat, bitch rich, uh (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
Hundred-fifty on my wrist, let me talk my shit (Uh-huh, uh-huh, yeah, yeah)
I remember I was broke, had to steal my kicks (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
Now I'm playin' Repo Man (Yeah)
I could take yo' bitch, you dig? (Nigga, I could take your bitch?)
Amiri denim, they came with the rips, you dig? (Amiri denim, they came with the rips)
Uh, every time we pop out we got them sticks, you dig? (Every time we pop out we got them sticks)
Uh, pop it like an ollie, do a trick, you dig? (Pop him like an ollie, do a trick)
Tell the whole world suck my dick, I'm lit (I'ma tell the whole world to suck my dick)

[Verse 2]
I bought a couple Monclers for the winter, I can't wait 'til it get cold
These niggas in my DM tweaking thinking that I sold my soul
Nah, it's just hard work and blessings, I'm thankful
I could've been in jail or dead, Lord knows I came close (For real)
Everything worked out (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I could flex up on these niggas, I don't even gotta work out
Freestyle, fuck a written, I ain't writin' shit down
Just tearin' shit down and shuttin' shit down

[Pre-Chorus]
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Oh-oh)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, oh-oh
Ya' dig (Yeah)
[Chorus]
3K on the coat, bitch rich, uh (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
Hundred-fifty on my wrist, let me talk my shit (Uh-huh, uh-huh, yeah, yeah)
I remember I was broke, had to steal my kicks (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
Now I'm playin' Repo Man (Yeah)
I could take your bitch, you dig? (Nigga, I could take your bitch?)
Amiri denim, they came with the rips, you dig? (Amiri denim, they came with the rips)
Uh, every time we pop out we got them sticks, you dig? (Every time we pop out we got them sticks)
Uh, pop it like an ollie, do a trick, you dig? (Pop him like an ollie, do a trick)
Tell the whole world suck my dick, I'm lit

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