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booyah - 283 lyrics

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hook1 bear *

how can i lose?

im havin my way with this s***, yes i do

im prolly faded thats why im on mute

i been feelin this way fo’ i got in the booth

i might hit me a bank then cook up at the stu
i might my lil bro he might hit it for you

for you

might hit my bro he just hit he like booyah

hit that lil h** from the back like ryu yuhh

ima kick that h** out the back door when im through yuuhhh

ima kick that h** out she must ain’t read the room yuhhh

i got racks in the couch dont come in this room yuhhh

its sticks in the couch pray for the intruderrrr

give a f*** bout a drought cuz i know how to move

verse 1 bear*

f*** bout a drought better know how to swim!

come from down by that water, i know how to swim

for my son & my daughter go out on a limb

no i ain’t pourin up water thats a 4 when i sip

im so hot got 3 h*** with me im him

feel like 50 get rich or i dont wanna live

he got them k!llaz & gunnaz with him

get the f*** out my face feel like thugger free him

free him!

amg i gotta plug on the bins

got what you want, what you need i got options?

aye im cool on that opp s*** won’t know what im in
might hit yo h** see what she wanna binge

i just want the neck b**** we not finna binge

i see the hate through these cartier lens

boy i ride with that drake ion need new friends

huh uhh uuh yeeaahhh

hook 2 bear *

how can i lose?

im havin my way with this s***, yes i do

im prolly faded thats why im on mute

i been feelin this way fo’ i got in the booth

i might hit me a bank then cook up at the stu

i might my lil bro he might hit it for you

verse 2 lil xelly *

its xrrtified money, you know that we thuggin we countin up money we do it in public

i gotta 2 of the tris on a move with this b**** bouta see if im bout to get lucky

i feel like levis i ball like kentucky

i got some scars on my face b**** im chucky

i feel like lou will when im hittin my dougie

2 years ago she wasn’t there she wouldn’t f*** me

lil n***** steady talkin that small ball

i just wanna diamond grill like paul wall

2 shots hit his back like john wall

i got dawgs in the raq like john wall

verse 3 deagle *

i got two hoes and they hotter than hot sauce

i might call up blocc to knock off ya block dawg

i’m witcha b*tch and she finna get lockjaw

and it ain’t from talkin bout y’all

juss poured a 3 im finna nod off

ooh i’m leanin off wocky

all these racks fallin outta my pocket

if i want i cop it i got it

wax on wax off mr miyagi

in a srt takin off like a rocket

keep the stick on me harry p and the goblet

yo head’ll break fast as an omelette

i stay wit that fye i’m demonic

i keep me c notes i’m harmonic

so yeeeeeah

hook 3 bear*

how can i lose?

im havin my way with this s***, yes i do

im prolly faded thats why im on mute

i been feelin this way fo’ i got in the booth

i might hit me a bank then cook up at the stu

i might my lil bro he might hit it for you

for you

might hit my bro he just hit he like booyah

hit that lil h** from the back like ryu yuhh

ima kick that h** out the back door when im through yuuhhh

ima kick that h** out she must ain’t read the room yuhhh

i got racks in the couch dont come in this room yuhhh

its sticks in the couch pray for the intruderrrr

give a f*** bout a drought cuz i know how to move

- 283 lyrics

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