Juicy Fruit Lyrics

Yeah

Lil daddy say he want my juicy fruit

Told him first he gotta cop me jimmy choo and gimmie shoes

Wasn't serious just want to see what he bouta do

To get this kitty sitting pretty on his face. He the truth

Love a nigga bout that action

A nigga straight cashin

Getting to the money and that yummy. He ain't average

Only fear the lord, not no nigga. He a savage

Got tired of the mud now we out here living lavish

Autty Shawty, I'm the baddest

Every nigga love me, I can't help that I'm a classic

Got a heart of gold but this pussy on platinum

Want that nigga baby all you gotta do is match him

Trust a, trust a real bitch

I would hate for me to hit my kill switch and drill shit

Beat a bitch ass in some heels, I'm forreal bitch

Make a stupid hoe look like she glitchin, I'm itchin

Look you in the eyes like wassup and what's the bidness

No you can't get close, ion wanna take a picture

Ain't no made up songs, these is real life scriptures

These is real life scriptures, yeah, ion wanna take no

Said it ain't nobody bidness but I could do this shit all day

Bitches cut throat but can't say shit up in my face

You a kid lil bitch all you wanna do is play

Day to day up in every nigga face. Oh ok

Oh you picked the wrong nigga

Guess you made the wrong mistake

Bitches don't like me but they want some food off my plate

Really wanna be me cause I'm who they nigga want to date

And I ain't no bully but hoe get out my way

Said yo nigga wanna fuck, that ain't news to me

Ya man also want to give me all his fuckin blues and green

I ain't even mean to let myself in between

And ion gotta fuck, my name good in these fuckin' streets

Giving me his money without fucking, I'm the truth

Bouta roll a fat wood and take this shit to the booth