Jucee Froot – Really Like That Lyrics

Really Like That Lyrics Jucee Froot

Just don’t want it
Which hope?
Really like that
I’ma do some freaky *** ’cause he like that
*** bite back, talk back, bite check
When I write days like yeah, [?]

I know what these niggas want, what they like
You can get what you desire for a price
I’m your type body right, credit right
From the front, from the back, you decide
I’m a star from the top like a knew that
He like, “I’maa need a mob”, that *** too hit
Make that pop *** sound like I do it
Don’t stop, he likin’ the way I do that

Bad *** approve
Make him break the rules
Baby for them blues, ain’t nothin’ I won’t do
All I want is you
That was far from the truth
He said, “***, you a dog”, I reply, “Where the roof?”
I like it that he flashy, he like it that I’m nasty
Tell your *** don’t add me
That *** gon’ get her ass beat
Been up in my bed, but he tryna double bag me
Don’t got on no ***, we ***’ in the backseat
Suck that *** *** like I ain’t got no edges
*** her so good, he said, “***, you scared me”
Water baptized and he like, “Baby, come bless me”
I ain’t know that it was like that
He said, “Why you ain’t tell me?”

I know what these niggas want, what they like
You can get what you desire for a price
I’m your type body right, credit right
From the front, from the back, you decide
I’m a star from the top like a knew that
He like, “I’maa need a mob”, that *** too hit
Make that pop *** sound like I do it
Don’t stop, he likin’ the way I do that

Huh, huh, huh
Really like that
No Ice Spice, [?] teacher climax
Yeah, freaky, got the camera on the timelapse, huh, yeah
Make the *** sing, never mind raps, huh, yeah
***’ on the trends that I told her hundred [?]
I’m in her doin’ damage, she like it ’cause you ratchet
‘Cause I’m ***’ with no passion, I hit the *** raw
Until the satisfaction, enough is enough
That’s right, I know what they want and what they like
I can get what I desire for a price
You my type, body right, credit right
From the front, from the back, you decide

I’m a star from the top like a knew that
He like, “I’maa need a mob”, that *** too hit
Make that pop *** sound like I do it
Don’t stop, he likin’ the way I do that