Lyrics:
I missed alot of things just
After I ran by them
You smoking on shit you shouldn't boy
I hope you get that
This bitch don't love you boy
I hope you
a hundred
A thousand to real for you niggas
No wonder you believe in Santa
Lil ma be jolliest dancer
I told her to watch for the knocker
The boy is a rancher
shots like they 9 mill-why
'Tis for my people in The Bricks
For my people out in Philly
Connecticut, New York city
Bad Boy, see the no smokin' signs
Still
the Dolce Gabbana
My shoes got spikes
Now I'm rolling all the marijuana
Blunt 3.5
Diamonds dancing they Vv's, Yea
Copped a new watch by the weekend
Bad bitch,
poppin tags
cuz man I got that swag
(I swag when I surf, now watch me surf and swag)
I'm on hypnotic, exotic
this polo on my body
Got a bad girl beside me
the pain in my eyes (Oh yeah)
Drip all white, no moving by heart
Stop moving by heart before you stain my vibe
I dey repeat am you staining my vibe
Please no
nothing nigga
And you better straighten
The fuck up nigga
And get ya act right, by the time we Get there you gon fuck around
Make us get bumped
I Aint wit
any C man? (I'm cool)
Got any X? Any smack? Any horse?
Any joogie boogie boy? Any blow?
Hey
Hey
I just want to say
I'm sorry for the way
down the block or
Leflaur Leflah if you prefer
Straight Boot camp cowboys in Duck down
Soldiers heads creep while y'all bop to the boogie
Sound boy
and dine
Worn like corduroy, comes the bad boy
But just like Anita Pita, I bring ya joy
"Agoobilonians" with your knowledge
And take as said so, act like you
neither do I
Who the fuck is Lickity Schlick
Let me give you the cliffs notes real quick
He always been a misfit
A bit of a bad fit
A hungry scrappy kinda
to see ya
Leaders of the New is in the place to be for '93, G
(What's next?) We come fresh no dutty boy can test
(What's next?) You know we wicked and we
tattoos
Do not act rash boy your life is hanging by a thread
You get two strikes on the third filleting you instead
Thunderclap flash, zenny stance
couldn't stomach
Shoot it was
So bad
You couldn't even take
My sugar
It was processed
I mean
It was a process
To get you to see
That I love you
on PlayStation
I don't really mind being by myself On a vacation
Everyone is welcome
grabbing cups participating
Dance until you never have to worry About em
Ayy, I'm ballin' hard with this shit, I'm stunt dunkin' the pad like I'm up by 9
Ayy, Ross, Ross, I brought that hair till it keep on a pen
And look,
in a trackstar hoodie
And I see yo baby mama then I ask her whats goodie
That's on Tookie, I’m where the bounties vacant
Oh you bad boy like Big then
Copped it
Brand new Glock you know that I cocked it
Bands on bands she wanna go Shopping
Do my dance with the choppa Rock it
Fucking on bad bitches I won't
the void
That's my favorite noise
Rest in darkness by choice
Think I'm heartless, fake joy
Suburban boy, nervous fish, I'm mister swerving coy
Got the same
to his nose
He bitching, his body get found on the road,
You'll never see me beefing over a hoe
Make the wrong move and that boy going ghost,
Ayy, make
Uh
Boogie Major
I got a glock and I'm letting it blow, I make niggas retreat
These niggas will croak, these niggas is froggy, but who finna leap
Just
the boogie
I be loyal to my peeps
Like budha stud doogie
Never very bad news
Payin' crazy dues
I'm blowin' out crews
And tamin' mad shrews
Like Bill
right, do right
Do right, do right, do right
I saw a dream flow slow
And saw you're hemoglobin
With jackals from every trade
With boogie faces from
Any location
Here come the big bad boogie
Ah when me come around
Mi haffi get real spooky
A lyrical doctor why they call me Doogie
How-sir did you
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