Jucee Froot - Life's A Bitch

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Jucee\nLoyal 100\nStarted from shit, I got this shit from out the bottom\nAll my niggas that’s gone\nJust know I ain’t forgot about 'em (FlyBoy and Coo)\nNiggas thinking that shit sweet, bitch, we blowing sour\nMight have came up out the pussy\nI ain’t ever been a coward\nAlways taught to get that money first\nYou want it, then you gotta work\nYou made mistakes, you had to learn\nYou don’t even wanna crack a smirk\nYou know that times is getting worse\nAnd all the pain you didn’t deserve\nYour momma waiting on the third\nYour people treat you like the worm\nUntil you fly, it’s early bird\nI’m feeling like this shit is cursed\nThey ride the Wraith, it ain’t no surf\nThey got the juice, I make 'em burp\nI make it shake, I make it twerk\nI say it loud, I say it proud\nI know I got 'em scared now\nAnd I’m on their head now\nSo, they gon' hold their head down\nBut get your nuts off of me\nOn me for so long\nWhen they get a choke off of me\nHunnit bands\nI been fucked off on it\nReal recognize real, and I see you as phony\nI guess my heart was too good\nI wish that I could get 'em all out the hood\nYou know these bitches just be barking up wood\nAnd all these niggas trying to get them a jewel\nBut the plug didn’t wanna do him no good, so he ran off on it\nTook a chance and bossed on him\nCaught him slipping, now the brakes out on it\nNow you see the thots off him\nI gotta give it to you raw, I’m talking no rubber\nBody bag the beat, then put it in my duffel\nBanging down your block, I’m talking big drums\nThis for all them ones that had to sleep in cold without the cover\nLife of bosses, chocolates, where the truffles?\nTell 'em at the bottom\nOne time for the money\nTwo times for the show\nThree times if you got a bankroll\nThirty-inch weave and the mink lashes long\nBlowing good loud and the pack extra strong\nGet in your bag\nGet in your bag\nShe throw all that\nThey throw all cash\nGet in your bag\nGet in your bag\nShe throw all that\nThey throw all cash\nWhere my money-making bitches, pussy clean and they head right?\nOnly fuck with a nigga if you know the bread right\nI don’t want no motherfucking drink\nWho gon' pay tonight?\nPut this pussy all up in his face\nHave you ate tonight?\nYou can’t stay tonight?\nYou late another night?\nYou better make it right\nCause imma up the price\nYou never fuck 'em twice\nCut it like a slice\nThey don’t believe the hype\nThese niggas living different lives\nHold position, sit aside\nDiamonds glisten with your eyes\nThese little bitches get it poppin' in the ride\nTick, tick, tick, don’t hit my line\nMaking money, don’t be insane\nIf you take it all, then they make it rain\nAnd the pussy stay wet, he gon' need a drank\nBetter pop that pussy and do something strange\nOne time for the money\nTwo times for the show\nThree times if you got a bankroll\nThirty-inch weave and the mink lashes long\nBlowing good loud and the pack extra strong\nGet in your bag\nGet in your bag\nShe throw all that\nThey throw all cash\nGet in your bag\nGet in your bag\nShe throw all that\nThey throw all cash\nBaby, you were made for this\nLook how far you came with this\nHouses on some acres shit\nBallin' like some Lakers shit\nLife’s a bitch, well, tell 'em thank the bitch\nType of bitch that hold your ankle shit\nTake your pick, take a risk, talk to your kids, blow a kiss\nWhoever gon' teach 'em the game\nHad to struggle to maintain\nWe gon' see some better days\nI just hate it ain’t today\nI ain’t focused on the fame\nI’m just trying to get my change\nThrowing shots against my name\nWhy they wanna see me slain?