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boofpaxkmooky - boof day lyrics
[chorus]
whoa (whoa)
whoa
what (what)
hmm
just woke up
i throw on my jeans, had get me some bucks
he askin’ me sh_t, but i start actin’ dumb
that boy, he be swag_jackin’, he my son
sticks, every n_gga got guns (baow)
that what you say (that’s what you say)
this lil boof day (boof day)
don’t come in this crib, i’m like “who is they?” (yah)
don’t pick up the phone, i’m like “who is they?”
i run up the trap on a monday (monday)
yeah, i don’t f_ck ’bout my hundreds (hundreds)
[?] you know we start gunnin’ (gunnin’)
i got the spot, on a hunnid (what?)
[verse 1]
yeah, told that boy stay in his lane (lane)
i’m not a nice guy, curtis payne (yeah)
if you not in your bag, you should be ashamed
i ain’t gon’ sweat, lil n_gga, you playin’
you ain’t gon’ play wit’ me, you a [?]
i’m high as f_ck, i could sleep on the plane
b_tch so wet, we can f_ck at her place
couldn’t come down when i’m up, outer sp_ce
i’m gonna cash out ’til next day
nope, n_gga, you cannot hang (nope, nope)
we at the spot, n_gga, paint her face
and it’s my birthday, n_gga, pray
i hit a l!ck, n_gga, wit’ yo’ bae
i get this loser out the way (yeah)
you got problems, my shooter get a k (yeah)
(my shooter get a k)
[chorus]
whoa (whoa)
whoa
what (what)
hmm
just woke up
i throw on my jeans, had get me some bucks
he askin’ me sh_t, but i start actin’ dumb
that boy, he be swag_jackin’, he my son
sticks, every n_gga got guns (baow)
that what you say (that’s what you say)
this lil boof day (boof day)
don’t come in this crib, i’m like “who is they?” (yah)
don’t pick up the phone, i’m like “who is they?”
i run up the trap on a monday (monday)
yeah, i don’t f_ck ’bout my hundreds (hundreds)
[?] you know we start gunnin’ (gunnin’)
i got the spot, on a hunnid (what?)
[verse 2]
beat on it
n_gga, i beat on it (beat, what?)
i’m in the trap every day, they [?] (yeah)
f_ck all the opps, n_gga, i spit on ’em (yeah)
i just be dolo, [?]
you ain’t even know, boy, where my n_ggas is (yuh)
you see a glock, lil n_gga, you teddy bear
you can get popped, ‘cuz we got confetti here
no, he not showin’ love, he tryna argue
i remember when [?] me (yeah)
shout out my mama, n_gga, when that birth be (birth be)
he wanna go against me, do him dirty (dirty)
[?] home, n_gga, had to serve (serve)
i got a thirty round, n_gga, it’s perfect (yeah)
i got a big gun, like it’s purge (big gun)
you get your money back, on the first (first)
[chorus]
whoa (whoa)
whoa
what (what)
hmm
just woke up
i throw on my jeans, had get me some bucks
he askin’ me sh_t, but i start actin’ dumb
that boy, he be swag_jackin’, he my son
sticks, every n_gga got guns (baow)
that what you say (that’s what you say)
this lil boof day (boof day)
don’t come in this crib, i’m like “who is they?” (yah)
don’t pick up the phone, i’m like “who is they?”
i run up the trap on a monday (monday)
yeah, i don’t f_ck ’bout my hundreds (hundreds)
[?] you know we start gunnin’ (gunnin’)
i got the spot, on a hunnid (what?)
(neiiburr, baby)
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