Letras
Back for the sequel, hoe booked, not basic
Glossed up thighs with a grip that's sacred
Five-star bounce, he can't handle the taste
Now he payin' in advance just to sit in my space
Face down, purrin'-I don't pounce, I pose
Got the bounce of a Benz and the drip of a rose
He said "damn, girl," I said "watch your tone"
This coochie come gated with a four-digit code
Swipe like a keycard, fuck like a freak
Make him sign a waiver just to kiss my cheek
That snap got silence, that arch got range
He moanin' like a prayer and I still got change
I'm juicy, I'm rich, I'm the queen of the scene
He drop bands just to beg for the cream
Grip like a vice, bounce sweet like sin
He want access? Baby, there's a monthly spin
Boots on, attitude set to decline
I don't text back, I just invoice time
This kitty ain't free-it's curated, rare
He booked the experience, now he can't compare
I make him twitch with a single line
Told his girl he was busy, but his mouth was mine
That ooh-la-la come with rules and limits
If your card don't clear, babe, you don't get minutes
This snapback coochie got a waitlist fee
He call me "Goddess"-I still charge the D
I don't chase, I pace-high-value tease
He beggin' for taste like it cures disease
I'm juicy, I'm rich, I'm the queen of the scene
He drop bands just to beg for the cream
Grip like a vice, bounce sweet like sin
He want access? Baby, there's a monthly spin
Call me Juicy, LLC-pussy with a clause
I don't fuck for fun, I fuck for applause
No quickies, just sessions, no keys, just swipe
If he wanna act broke, I ghost mid-pipe
BBC preferred, but the bank comes first
If you don't bring both, then you just make it worse
Got him soft in the knees like he down in prayer
But he still lickin' toes while I flip my hair
Booked and busy, wet and witty
This kitty got rules and a gold-flecked titty
Don't bring drama, just bring deposits
I ride like a blessing and leave like a prophet