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boolin - l’a tone lyrics

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chorus 1:(x2)

five-o knockin’ on my door i tell em’ w-ssup
got a couple of ounces in my crib so i should shut up
n-gg-s talking sh-t cuz i ain’t low i keep my bands up
and i got this b-tch all in my bed with her hands up, hands up

verse 1:

swervin lanes in my new whip
swervin lanes with my new b-tch
my brother pulled up with a chopstick
aimin’ at yo head we call that a lick
climbing through the window it’s another hit
every corner we hit it’s another lick
double cup with a spy, mixed it with the lean
no goofy sh-t i’m posted up with a beam
.40 double clip, so you know what that mean
i’on play no games don’t touch me
love these drugs, you know my favorite color green
if a n-gg- talk sh-t pull up on ‘sane
no b-tch n-gg- sh-t cuz i’m on one
got some crazy n-gg-s that keep it for fun
mask on, hit a lick, then we f-ck around
got your lil b-tch on my body like a dirty gun

chorus 2:(x2)

coolin’, i ain’t coolin’
b-tch i’m boolin’
keep a tool for you lil n-gg-s i ain’t snoozin’
hop out of caddy, then i hop up in the benz’
cuz i’m chasing all this money
and your real n-gg-s ain’t your friends

chorus 1:(x2)

five-o knockin’ on my door i tell em’ w-ssup
got a couple of ounces in my crib so i should shut up
n-gg-s talking sh-t cuz i ain’t low i keep my bands up
and i got this b-tch all in my bed with her hands up, hands up

verse 2:

rockstar from them trenches
chasing this money, not chasing the b-tches
p-ssy -ss n-gg-s don’t let me find out that y’all be the ones out here snitching
cuz i know y’all be runnin’ your mouth
every time that i smoke that’s an ounce
see you only wanna smoke to the bounce
chasing this cheddar but i ain’t no mouse
know i ain’t neva’ gonn’ fold
i know couple n-gg-s told
that’s why i don’t let a n-gg- hold
never switch up on my bros
where i’m from you gotta keep a pole
on my side all we do is glow
now i ain’t fallin’ for no hoe
cuz i’m on the mission with all this dough

chorus 2:(x2)

coolin, i ain’t coolin’
b-tch i’m boolin’
keep a tool for you lil n-gg-s i ain’t snoozin’
hop out of caddy, then i hop up in the benz’
cuz i’m chasing all this money
and your real n-gg-s ain’t your friends

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