Foo Foo song by Juice WRLD from Primary Album Album not found. The music is composed and produced by Joel. Genre is Rap, Unreleased music. The Record company is unknown. Released on None.
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Foo Foo Meaning
| [[Intro: Juice WRLD] Hmm, uh Hmm, uh Yeah (Me and Swervo hit the turbo) (I want some Juice) I won’t love you, bitch, I use you All these percocets I do, ayy I won’t love you but I’ll use (You ain’t got no use, DJ Victoriouz with me in the building) All these Perkies that I do [Chorus: Juice WRLD & G Herbo] I don’t trip about it no more, I got used to it (Trip) You can’t give me too much baby, I might use you (I’m gon’ trip) I gotta get this money, if not, I might lose you (I’m gon’ get) Told them drugs, “I love you, that’s why I abuse you” I fuck on them other bitches, but I choose you (I just fuck) ‘Cause at the end of the day, you know them bitches foo-foo (They don’t mean nothin’) You would ride for me, that’s something they won’t do (You would ride) I don’t entertain that fuck shit, I amuse you (I don’t) [Verse 1: G Herbo] When you say you love me, is it true? ‘Cause I ain’t been seein’ the same, baby, I need visuals Why you always beefin’ with me? Why’s it always an issue with you? I don’t feel like yellin’ right now I can’t text while I drive, I keep a pistol with two, uh How you think I’m rich? I get to it, uh Work like a bitch, I get to it, uh , [Verse 2: Juice WRLD] Still have time to talk about you on my interludes Look at this shit that we’ve been through Right now, I’m with Swervo, swervin’ up in the turbo Saw your text message I cannot get to, yeah But when I touch down, bitch, top me down In my car with the roof, drop-top when the top is down I got a confession, I’m usin’ them Perc’s when we fuck, they help me knock you down We got the neighbors pissed off, they hear the boots knockin’ loud But, ayy We gon’ still get it brackin’ either way Don’t hit my phone right now, bitch, I’m busy Me and Swervo smokin’ out the P’s, ayy, huh Make it look easy [Verse 3: G Herbo & Juice WRLD] Uh, uh, man spinnin’ my shit, who the DJ? (Where the DJ at?) Swervo, yeah, that’s my shit, it’s on replay (That’s on replay, ayy, you dig?) Runnin’ laps ’round you fuck niggas, no relay I can’t wait for the check, I’ma hop on the jet ’cause that bitch don’t delay (That bitch don’t) One-fifty sport mode on the freeway (Woah, woah) Slidin’ through traffic whenever we late (Woah, woah) Time is money, no we ain’t late Two hours back, now we in LA (Uh, uh) I’m with 150, they makin’ it spray Yeah, please stay out of my way Get around to it, we’ll make it your way We really got no limits, ayy Me and Juice WRLD plottin’, making a play I pass it to Swerve, he fade away Playing basketball for 10K What’s your yearly salary? We spend in a day Broke niggas my allergy, get ’em away If they in the way, catch a shot to the face Slang you like that slang, yay Killin’ shit in the game, wait Shot at your niggas, don’t come through straight We gon’ get money anyway Why you hatin’ on me? You gay And this ain’t no boxing, this plain as day Your bitch came too, she’s doin’ the most Pass her around, now she’s doin’ the bros She ate my bitch in the back of the Rolls How she drive and give top to a passenger, though? In the Bentley truck, now that’s the Aston, the Ghost We don’t go no respect, we gon’ ash on the floor Pull up on your ho’, get that ass, then I ghost Back to the studio, back to the dough , [Chorus: Juice WRLD & G Herbo] I don’t trip about it no more, I got used to it (I don’t trip) You can’t give me too much, baby, I might use you (I’m gon’ use) I gotta get this money, if not, I might lose you (Yeah, yeah) Told the drugs, “I love you, that’s why I abuse you” I fuck on them other bitches, but I choose you (I just fuck) ‘Cause at the end of the day, you know them bitches foo-foo (I just know it, yeah) You would ride for me, that’s something they won’t do (You would ride) I don’t entertain that fuck shit, I amuse you (Nah, nah, nah, nah)] |
