Jucee Froot Sidewalk Lyrics

[Intro]
Jucee
Hitmaka
(Nonstop)

[Chorus]
These niggas sidewalk, they ain't street
These niggas ride dick way better than me
These niggas pillowtalkin' with the freaks
How you a boss ridin' 'round with your tank on E?
Huh, hoe don't try me bitch, this that body shit
Body, body shit, your life, I buy that shit
Hoe don't try me bitch, this that body shit
Body, body shit, your life, I buy that shit

[Verse 1]
Say they street, but they no wear street
Hit your block, get there on the Henny
She gon' turn into a-
There some racks up on they jacket man
Pull up, they gon' Jackie Chan
Bitches want no smoke with me
I beat them like they anime
Niggas be talkin' like hoes
I keep K like goals, I got no internet
Bitch I'm smokin' O's, heard you rollin' rolls
These brothers on drug shit
Do another lap, the way I run shit
I'm too fresh, it's no mint
Bitch I bomb, make a forfeit
Heard I'm in your mouth, wear your throat bitch?

[Pre-Chorus]
Wait a minute, hold up
Ride the beat like motor
Why you flexin' on the 'Gram?
Know that whip all on her
Why you actin' like you're tough?
Call 'em, we gon' get up took
If you run, he'll get 'em boy
Catch 'em, we gon' get 'em ran

[Chorus]
These niggas sidewalk, they ain't street
These niggas ride dick way better than me
These niggas pillowtalkin' with the freaks How you a boss ridin' 'round with your tank on E?
Huh, hoe don't try me bitch, this that body shit
Body, body shit, your life, I buy that shit
Hoe don't try me bitch, this that body shit
Body, body shit, your life, I buy that shit

[Verse 2]
You got a revolver, bitch I'm playin' with drago
Got that sauce like pasta, you know we be mayo'
Bitch I'm bein' a monster, smash shit up like KO
Heard you talkin' to your army, I'm goin' get the case closed
Got that juice, we got it sleepin', caught it like a ribbon
Ass so fat, so deep, these goes offended
Beats hotter than the kitchen, get the heat up, brought the milli
You wipe your nose, I heard you sniffin'
Wike his nose then he gettin' in there, ay

[Pre-Chorus]
Wait a minute, hold up
Ride the beat like motor
Why you flexin' on the 'Gram?
Know that whip all on her
Why you actin' like you're tough?
Call 'em, we gon' get up took
If you run, he'll get 'em boy
Catch 'em, we gon' get 'em ran

[Chorus]
These niggas sidewalk, they ain't street
These niggas ride dick way better than me
These niggas pillowtalkin' with the freaks
How you a boss ridin' 'round with your tank on E?
Huh, hoe don't try me bitch, this that body shit
Body, body shit, your life, I buy that shit
Hoe don't try me bitch, this that body shit
Body, body shit, your life, I buy that shit