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jucee froot - sidewalk lyrics

[intro]
jucee
hitmaka
(nonstop)

[chorus]
these n+ggas sidewalk, they ain’t street
these n+ggas ride d+ck way better than me
these n+ggas pillowtalkin’ with the freaks
how you a boss ridin’ ’round with your tank on e?
huh, hoe don’t try me b+tch, this that body sh+t
body, body sh+t, your life, i buy that sh+t
hoe don’t try me b+tch, this that body sh+t
body, body sh+t, your life, i buy that sh+t

[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
b+tches want no smoke with me
i beat them like they anime
n+ggas be talkin’ like hoes
i keep k like goals, i got no internet
b+tch i’m smokin’ o’s, heard you rollin’ rolls
these brothers on drug sh+t
do another lap, the way i run sh+t
i’m too fresh, it’s no mint
b+tch i bomb, make a forfeit
heard i’m in your mouth, wear your throat b+tch?
[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 n+ggas sidewalk, they ain’t street
these n+ggas ride d+ck way better than me
these n+ggas pillowtalkin’ with the freaks
how you a boss ridin’ ’round with your tank on e?
huh, hoe don’t try me b+tch, this that body sh+t
body, body sh+t, your life, i buy that sh+t
hoe don’t try me b+tch, this that body sh+t
body, body sh+t, your life, i buy that sh+t

[verse 2]
you got a revolver, b+tch i’m playin’ with drago
got that sauce like pasta, you know we be mayo’
b+tch i’m bein’ a monster, smash sh+t 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 n+ggas sidewalk, they ain’t street
these n+ggas ride d+ck way better than me
these n+ggas pillowtalkin’ with the freaks
how you a boss ridin’ ’round with your tank on e?
huh, hoe don’t try me b+tch, this that body sh+t
body, body sh+t, your life, i buy that sh+t
hoe don’t try me b+tch, this that body sh+t
body, body sh+t, your life, i buy that sh+t

- jucee froot lyrics

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