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boffum - doe boy lyrics

boffum lyrics
[intro: doe boy]
smokin’ on both of them n*ggas, uh (phew, boffum)
swingin’ on both of them n*ggas, phew (boffum)
smokin’ on both of them n*ggas, phew (boffum)
swingin’ on both of them n*ggas (doe beezy, boffum)
smokin’ on both of them n*ggas (boffum)
swingin’ on both of them n*ggas (oh really? boffum)
f*ckin’ on both of them b*tches, uh (boffum)
f*ckin’ on both of them b*tches, uh (buddah bless this beat)

[chorus: doe boy]
beezy walk in with like fifty on ’em (racks, racks, racks, walk in with like fifty)
talkin’ ’bout them shots and them racks, i blow boffum (buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, buck)
all that k!ller talk these n*ggas doin’, hope they know some (boom, know some)
’cause if you disrespect my f*ckin’ gang, b*tch, i know some (buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, buck)
i walked in with two poles on me, i blow boffum (grrah, grrah, boffum)
my b*tch and her f*ckin’ friend want me, i chose boffum (talk that talk)
my youngest smokin’ dead opps, but i’ma post somе (post some)
which one y’all n*ggas drinkin’ and smokin’ on? sh*t, boffum (oh really?)

[verse 1: doe boy]
f*ck all of your dеad n*ggas, they got me drunk as f*ck
got kicked out gang, b*tch, take that tattoo off your face, we touched you up
you keep talkin’ ’bout, “can’t say what’s his name is,” but he f*cked you up
he wanna know how up it is, well, that’s what b*tch, it’s up, it’s f*cked, b*tch, it’s stuck
one phone call, shooters run out the cut
every day like garbage day, you better run when i dump
n*gga, try me, end up slumped, that’s your mans? get smoked with ’em, uh, uh, uh
feel on a groupie, that b*tch so choosy, she send me a dm, won’t open ’em up
i just saw a opp in traffic, his windows weren’t tinted up
had him leanin’ back in his seat tryna roll his window up
all they do is talk about us, can’t name what they did to us
couple opps down, hunnid more to go, n*gga, i gotta finish up
[chorus: doe boy]
beezy walk in with like fifty on ’em (racks, racks, racks, walk in with like fifty)
talkin’ ’bout them shots and them racks, i blow boffum (buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, buck)
all that k!ller talk these n*ggas doin’, hope they know some (boom, know some)
’cause if you disrespect my f*ckin’ gang, b*tch, i know some (buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, buck)
i walked in with two poles on me, i blow boffum (grrah, grrah, boffum)
my b*tch and her f*ckin’ friend want me, i chose boffum (talk that talk)
my youngest smokin’ dead opps, but i’ma post some (post some)
which one y’all n*ggas drinkin’ and smokin’ on? sh*t, boffum (oh really?)

[post*chorus: doe boy & moneybagg yo]
smokin’ on both of them n*ggas, uh (phew, boffum)
swingin’ on both of them n*ggas, phew (boffum)
smokin’ on both of them n*ggas, phew (boffum)
swingin’ on both of them n*ggas (boffum)
smokin’ on both of them n*ggas (let’s do it, boffum)
swingin’ on both of them n*ggas (boffum)
f*ckin’ on both of them b*tches, uh (boffum)
f*ckin’ on both of them b*tches (bagg, oh really?)

[verse 2: moneybagg yo]
who you know beat a case and pulled off in a wraith? (who?)
switches on me, i ain’t playin’ it safe (me)
what’s that, chrome heart? yeah, you know some’
real glass house on my forearm
stick pokin’ out like a sore thumb
p*ssycat diamonds made your ho come
get the dior or the louis vuitton
couldn’t decide, so i cop boffum (everything)
the maybach, the lamb’, the track’, i stunt on that fire
i done threw red on all of ’em
i came in that b*tch with some hi*hats, play with that fire (what?)
you f*ck around and get shot at
you play like you wheel and deal
but when i did homework, i found you was not there
wake up and go look out the blinds before i go p*ss (why?)
treatin’ the mansion like the projects (big bagg)
[chorus: doe boy]
beezy walk in with like fifty on ’em (racks, racks, racks, walk in with like fifty)
talkin’ ’bout them shots and them racks, i blow boffum (buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, buck)
all that k!ller talk these n*ggas doin’, hope they know some (boom, know some)
’cause if you disrespect my f*ckin’ gang, b*tch, i know some (buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, buck)
i walked in with two poles on me, i blow boffum (i blow boffum)
my b*tch and her f*ckin’ friend want me, i chose boffum (talk that talk)
my youngest smokin’ dead opps, but i’ma post some (post some)
which one y’all n*ggas drinkin’ and smokin’ on? sh*t, boffum (oh really?)

[outro: doe beezy]
boffum (run that murder gang)
boffum (gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang)
boffum
you n*ggas bird food
boffum
boffum
boffum (sh*t, boffum)

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