Jucee Froot Could Never Lyrics

[Intro]
DMac, pop your shit, DMac, pop your shit, yeah
Jucee
Lil' one hundred, bitch
Bando shit
f*ck

[Pre-Chorus]
Walk in the club, where them bands at? (Bands at)
Wasn't even stunting your nigga (Wasn't even stunting your nigga)
But bitch since you talking, tell me where your man at (Yo, where your man at?)
Pressure, zaza
They know I'm popping, them hoes can't stand that
He got me dripping, that p*ssy hit different
I ride it, I bet he gon' Lamb that (Skrr, skrr)

[Chorus]
These p*ssy hoes can't never (Never)
Irritate me and get me out my bag (Me out my bag)
Thеse p*ssy hoes can't nevеr (Never)
f*ck on my nigga, that p*ssy on snatch
These p*ssy hoes could never (Never)
Go cop a Masi pay for it in cash
These p*ssy hoes could never (Never)
Get up with a bitch 'cause I stay on they ass
[Verse 1]
I am that bitch, so it ain't no comparing
All this ass on me, these hoes get embarrassed
That P shit is in me, like that shit generic
I call him daddy but he ain't my parent
He put me in carats that didn't come from Jareds
Don't f*ck with these niggas like my name is Karen
That shit for the birds, let them talk like a parrot
The p*ssy so good when he in it he swearing
Why would I care how a p*ssy hoe move? (p*ssy hoe move)
Hating on the next bitch, that's what p*ssy hoes do (p*ssy hoes do)
Don't speak on me, bitch, we ain't never been cool
Why I stay up in they mouth?
'Cause none better than the Juice (Ooh)
Still that bitch, ain't none gone change (Never gon' change)
Hoess saying that it's up, they ain't never on a plane
Bitch or a nigga, I'm the hardest in the game
Iced out at my shows, I ain't tucking my chain

[Refrain]
Who else can do it like me?
Started from shit, now my music on shows on TV (Shows on TV)
Who else put on for the city? (The city)
I moved from Memphis, but bitch, I still bleed Ten-A-Key (Bleed Ten-A-Key)
What bitch is f*cking with me?
Moment of silence
I'll wait
This shit is nothing to me (Nothing to me)
I shit with my diamonds (Shit with my diamonds)
X-Ray (Yee)
[Pre-Chorus]
Walk in the club, where them bands at? (Bands at)
Wasn't even stunting your nigga (Wasn't even stunting your nigga)
But bitch since you talking, tell me where your man at (Yo, where your man at?)
Pressure, zaza
They know I'm popping, them hoes can't stand that He got me dripping, that p*ssy hit different
I ride it, I bet he gon' Lamb that (Skrr, skrr)

[Chorus]
These p*ssy hoes can't never (Never)
Irritate me and get me out my bag (Me out my bag)
These p*ssy hoes can't never (Never)
f*ck on my nigga, that p*ssy on snatch
These p*ssy hoes could never (Never)
Go cop a Masi pay for it in cash
These p*ssy hoes could never (Never)
Get up with a bitch 'cause I stay on they ass

[Verse 2]
I pop my shit, I talk my shit (My shit)
It ain't no topping this (Topping this)
I'm on they head (Head)
I'm on they neck, these hoes need oxygen (Oxygen)
I'm stupid fine (Fine), and super thick
Built like a stripper bitch (Stripper bitch)
My money wide, (Wide), my money long (Long)
Just like my nigga dick (My nigga dick)
Got Birkins on Birkins, I'm clean as detergent
He say I'm a meal, so that's me that I'm serving
I might got my flaws but my p*ssy is perfect (Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah)
He getting up in it, it's tighter than virgins
Never compete with a bitch that be all up on my clit
Might as well gon swallow my piss (Yeah, yeah)
I rather spit on a dick than to spit on a diss 'bout a bitch
That can't touch me like Frisk (Yeah, yeah)
[Refrain]
Who else can do it like me?
Started from shit, now my music on shows on TV (Shows on TV)
Who else put on for the city? (The city)
I moved from Memphis, but bitch, I still bleed Ten-A-Key (Bleed Ten-A-Key)
What bitch is f*cking with me?
Moment of silence
I'll wait
This shit is nothing to me (Nothing to me)
I shit with my diamonds (Shit with my diamonds)
X-Ray (Oh-oh)
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Pre-Chorus]
Walk in the club, where them bands at? (Bands at)
Wasn't even stunting your nigga (Wasn't even stunting your nigga)
But bitch since you talking, tell me where your man at (Yo, where your man at?)
Pressure, zaza
They know I'm popping, them hoes can't stand that
He got me dripping, that p*ssy hit different
I ride it, I bet he gon' Lamb that (Skrr, skrr)

[Chorus]
These p*ssy hoes can't never (Never)
Irritate me and get me out my bag (Me out my bag)
These p*ssy hoes can't never (Never)
f*ck on my nigga, that p*ssy on snatch
These p*ssy hoes could never (Never)
Go cop a Masi pay for it in cash
These p*ssy hoes could never (Never)
Get up with a bitch 'cause I stay on they ass