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A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie

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Keke Lyrics - A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie

Scum Gang! 

 

I be on the block on the regular 

With my niggas busting at the cops, on the regular 

Bitches sucking dick, giving top, on the regular 

Catch me water whipping straight drop, on the regular 

Yeah you know I run up with the shit on the regular 

Bare faced, I'ma hit a lick, on the regular 

Posted with the drop, gun cocked, on the regular 

Yeah I'm 6iine with the nine, on the regular 

 

Niggas want war yeah, kick the door yeah 

Niggas want the sauce, yeah, shake 'em off yeah 

I'm still in the hood yeah, cause of drugs yeah 

Rollin' through the city, yeah, with my niggas yeah 

Niggas want that big splat, I don't tic-tack 

Rubber band, click clack, blow your shit back 

Fetty at yo' hot, boy, on my block boy 

Roll up to the block, make him Diddy Bop nigga 

 

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Nigga we be busting on the ops, on the regular 

Nigga we be ducking from the cops, on the regular 

Bitches sucking dick and giving top, on the regular 

Shit that's on my wrist, it cost a lot, it ain't regular 

Nigga if you schemin' for my spot it ain't regular 

Someone be controllin' from the top on the regular 

You can get the money when you die, it ain't regular 

Nigga with me ready to die on the regular 

Pull up to the door yeah, get on the floor yeah 

Pull up, we gon' shoot, checkin' out the store yeah 

Different colored coupes, money on the floor yeah 

And I got the juice, drippin', drippin' sauce, yeah 

Pull up to the door yeah, get on the floor yeah 

Pull up, we gon' shoot, checkin' out the store yeah 

Different colored coupes, money on the floor yeah 

And I got the juice, drippin', drippin' sauce, yeah 

And they know what we're all about 

[?] drip 'til we stop 

Let a nigga drip in his socks 

Makin' money flip for the mob 

 

Fuck it up, I fuck it up, hum yeah 

Smack a lot, I smack a lot, hum yeah 

I hit it on the tour bus, hum yeah 

If I'm a player, you a slut, ooh yeah 

I told my .38 "I love you," 

That my baby, when I pull up she pull up, too 

See the, Hermes on the [?] ooh, then I 

Light a band, on the duffle ooh yeah 

Leave 'em wetter, make it rain, nigga 

Put the thirty to your motherfuckin' brain nigga, uh 

I run around with the same niggas 

Same niggas that'll take a nigga chain, nigga 

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