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Lil Bam - Julio ft. Jucee Froot & Rick Ross (Official Lyric Video)

Julio ft. Jucee Froot & Rick Ross Out Now: https://lilbam.ffm.to/julioremix Follow Lil Bam:   / _lilbam2x     / _lilbam2x     / lilbam2x     / _lilbam2x   Lyrics LIL BAM Draw down like the cops, fuck nigga, freeze Run me my fuck nigga fee Talkin' 'bout you trappin', your shit better be cheap We'll go 'cross your head for a P I got his ho, she down on her knees Like Megan Thee Stallion, a freak I just cashed out, but it's like it was free 'Cause I ran that back up in a week Dolce Gabbana, Dior on my feet My pockets got stung by a bee I keep the blue with the blue and the pink with the pink When I spread it, my shit lookin' neat I rock the Dickie suit with the Ree Got some money, but still in the street I'm a real Avondale nigga, free Bleek Popeyes and Rally’s, I want somethin' to eat CHORUS Walk in the room and I smell like the Girbaud My niggas strapped up like Girbaud Real pimp shit, so I stick to the code Make these hoes get it off the floor Catchin' plays in the A, Julio All the way down the field 'til I score Ridin' around gettin' my dick sucked in the Ghost Off the Perc', 'bout to run off the road JUCEE FROOT Flexed up in this bitch, like I’m striking a pose No picture, I say that I'm froze I’m balling, I don’t need a goal I keep a K, I ain't talking no gold Pussy's so good he sellin' his soul Now he all up under my posts Switchin’ these hoe's like I’m switchin' my clothes Bitch I’m a P, I repeat like a quote, woah Dropping’ like hit for a hit I get that dough like bricks, yea And I be fresher than mint I drop a bag on a fit, yea VVS' on my wrist Bitch I’m whippin' like some grits Hoe be talking all this shit But they wont talk it to the stick, yea Lotta choppas, think I’m El Chapo Where the street niggas at, where the narcos Only comin' for the guapo Get a nigga knot, give a nigga plane like he macho I’m dripping like cilantro These bitches be sipping my drip like a punch bowl I beat it like Congo I walk in a room in and it drum like a drumroll RICK ROSS Presidential Rolex and it’s gold Where I live at is bigger than Lowe’s 100 bricks I just get on the road Break it down let it go up your nose Heavy Ice so I put on a coat 50 rounds I might let this bitch go 100 million I made that my goal But Goddamn I’m Just so mighty close Another pussy nigga got shot down Heinous act by a real Nigga All you fuck boys getting boxed out And Ima show u just how I deal with you Scrutinized by the DEA Such a threat with my real killers Went to war and this years later Fuck Niggas they still feel it New watch another 80 on it Tom Brady whole label on it Halftime went to Carolina Then Maryland put a razor on it Pussy nigga another fake opponent Bitch boy putting make up on it Beef with me Ima wack a nigga Still hands on and puttin paper on it