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witte zakdoe-ken - bad and boujee (megamix) lyrics
[intro: fabolous & future]
you know, we young og’s so we made a lot of old money
we still gettin’ that new money though, hehe
if young metro don’t trust you i’m gon’ shoot ya
han!
[hook: offset]
raindrop, drop top (drop top)
smokin’ on cookie in the hotbox (cookie)
f-ckin’ on your b-tch she a thot, thot (thot)
cookin’ up dope in the crockpot (pot)
we came from nothin’ to somethin’ n-gga (hey)
i don’t trust n0body grip the trigger (n0body)
call up the gang, and they come and get you (gang)
cry me a river, give you a tissue (hey)
my b-tch is bad and boujee (bad)
cookin’ up dope with an uzi (blaow)
my n-ggas is savage, ruthless (savage)
we got 30’s and 100 rounds too (grrah)
my b-tch is bad and boujee (bad)
cookin’ up dope with an uzi (dope)
my n-ggas is savage, ruthless (hey)
we got 30’s and 100 rounds too (glah)
[verse 1: dosseh]
(dosseh) de toutes les couleurs sont mes li-sses (li-sses)
(dosseh) de toutes les couleurs sont mes biatchs (biatchs)
(dosseh) balle dans le cavu y a qu’ça qui marche (pow)
crack dans d’l’alu pour ces limaces (skurt), j’négocie pas l’tarot, juste les virages (oh)
(dosseh) j’suis en ange et démon en même temps, je cuisine, je cuisine, j’emballe, je vends
j’perds pas le nord négro même quand, ta cousine, ta cousine se place devant
j’débarque dans ta soirée en dabbant, sang de haineux sous les pneus avant (frt)
on dit qu’le savoir est une me-ar (yak), y a tout c’qu’il faut savoir dans boîte à gants
mec j’suis posé dans le tieks (tieks), mec j’suis posé dans le tieks (skurt)
bonnet placé sur le tek (tek), toujours un œil sur les decks (decks)
mec j’suis posé dans le tieks (tieks), mec j’suis posé dans le tieks (tieks)
toujours opé dans les diez (skurt), va dire aux autres qu’on les baise! (ha)
[hook: offset]
raindrop, drop top (drop top)
smokin’ on cookie in the hotbox (cookie)
f-ckin’ on your b-tch she a thot, thot (thot)
cookin’ up dope in the crockpot (pot)
we came from nothin’ to somethin’ n-gga (hey)
i don’t trust n0body grip the trigger (n0body)
call up the gang, and they come and get you (gang)
cry me a river, give you a tissue (hey)
my b-tch is bad and boujee (bad)
cookin’ up dope with an uzi (blaow)
my n-ggas is savage, ruthless (savage)
we got 30’s and 100 rounds too (grrah)
my b-tch is bad and boujee (bad)
cookin’ up dope with an uzi (dope)
my n-ggas is savage, ruthless (hey)
we got 30’s and 100 rounds too (glah)
[verse 2: offset]
offset, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo!
rackaids on rackaids, got back-ends on back-ends
i’m ridin’ around in a coupe (coupe)
i take your bih right from you (you)
b-tch, i’m a dog, roof (grr)
beat the ho walls loose (hey)
hop in the frog, whoo (skrt)
i tell that bih to come comfort me (comfort me)
i swear these n-ggas is under me (hey)
they hate and the devil keep jumpin’ me (jumpin’ me)
bankrolls on me keep me company (cash)
ayy, we do the most
yeah, pull up in ghosts (whoo)
yeah, my diamonds a choker (glah)
holdin’ the fire with no holster (blaow)
rick the ruler, diamonds cooler (cooler)
this a rollie, not a muller (hey)
dabbin’ on ’em like the usual (dab)
magic with the brick, do voodoo (magic)
courtside with a bad b-tch (b-tch)
then i send the b-tch through uber (go)
i’m young and rich and plus i’m bougie (hey)
i’m not stupid so i keep the uzi (rrah)
rackaids on rackaids, got back-ends on back-ends
so my money makin’ my back ache (aagh)
you n-ggas got a low act rate (act)
we from the nawf, yeah, dat way (nawf)
fat cookie blunt in the ashtray (cookie)
two b-tches, just national smash day (smash)
hop in the lamb, have a drag race (skrt)
i let them birds take a bath, bae (brr)
[hook: offset]
raindrop (drip), drop top (drop top)
smokin’ on cookie in the hotbox (cookie)
f-ckin’ on your b-tch, she a thot, thot (thot)
cookin’ up dope in the crockpot (pot)
we came from nothin’ to somethin’, n-gga (hey)
i don’t trust n0body, grip the trigger (n0body)
call up the gang and they come and get ya (gang)
cry me a river, give you a tissue (hey)
my b-tch is bad and boujee (bad)
cookin’ up dope with a uzi (blaow)
my n-ggas is savage, ruthless (savage)
we got 30’s and 100 rounds too (grrah)
my b-tch is bad and boujee (bad)
cookin’ up dope with a uzi (dope)
my n-ggas is savage, ruthless (hey)
we got 30’s and 100 rounds too (glah)
[verse 3: trey songz]
yeah, i got a check on me now, i got the check on me now
i got the check on me now, watch it rain down
i got your b-tch on me now, i got your b-tch on me now
she say she diggin’ my style, picked the money off the ground
all of my n-ggas around, loud, smokin’ the clouds
n-ggas be talkin’ that sh-t but these n-ggas not what they say they be ’bout
all of my b-tches be down, all of you n-ggas is clowns
ha ha ha ha ha, son to these n-ggas, i swear i’m their father
they call me dada, she treat my d-ck like a baba
yeah, i get around yeah, like a sh-ll in a revolver
yeah, these b-tches love me, sayin’ i’m the sh-t, huggie, diaper, pamper
i put my name on the p-ssy, swear to god i’m a stamper
she give me head in the benz behind the tent like a camper
she blow me off for the friend, stay so cool, love my fans bruh
yeah, that way, she give me b-tt like a ashtray
give me her now what she ask trey
buss on the b-tt when she ask trey
hey!
[hook: offset]
raindrop (drip), drop top (drop top)
smokin’ on cookie in the hotbox (cookie)
f-ckin’ on your b-tch, she a thot, thot (thot)
cookin’ up dope in the crockpot (pot)
we came from nothin’ to somethin’, n-gga (hey)
i don’t trust n0body, grip the trigger (n0body)
call up the gang and they come and get ya (gang)
cry me a river, give you a tissue (hey)
my b-tch is bad and boujee (bad)
cookin’ up dope with a uzi (blaow)
my n-ggas is savage, ruthless (savage)
we got 30’s and 100 rounds too (grrah)
my b-tch is bad and boujee (bad)
cookin’ up dope with a uzi (dope)
my n-ggas is savage, ruthless (hey)
we got 30’s and 100 rounds too (glah)
[verse 4: quavo]
pour a four, i’m droppin’ muddy
outer sp-ce, kid cudi (drank)
introduce me to your b-tch as wifey and we know she sl-ttin’
broke a brick down, nutted b-tted, now that n-gga duckin’
don’t move too fast, i might shoot ya (huh?)
draco bad and boujee (draco)
i’m always hangin’ with shooters (brrah)
might be posted somewhere secluded (private)
still be playin’ with pots and pans, call me quavo ratatouille
run with that sack, call me b00bie (run with it)
when i’m on stage show me b00bies (ayy)
ice on my neck, i’m the coolest (ice)
hop out the suicide with the uzi (pew-pew-pew)
i pull up, i pull up, i pull up
i hop out with all of the drugs and the good luck (skrrt)
i’m cookin’, i’m cookin’, i’m whippin’
i’m whippin’ into a rock up, let it lock up (lock up)
i gave her 10 racks
i told her go shoppin’ and spend it all at the pop up (ten)
these b-tches, they f-ck and suck d-ck
and they bustin’ for instagram, get your clout up
uh, yeah, dat way, float on the track like a segway (go)
yeah, dat way, i used to trap by the subway (trappin’)
yeah, dat way, young n-gga trap with the ak (rrrah)
yeah, dat way, big dyk- ho, get the door, macy gray (hey)
[hook: offset]
raindrop (drip), drop top (drop top)
smokin’ on cookie in the hotbox (cookie)
f-ckin’ on your b-tch, she a thot, thot (thot)
cookin’ up dope in the crockpot (pot)
we came from nothin’ to somethin’, n-gga (hey)
i don’t trust n0body, grip the trigger (n0body)
call up the gang and they come and get ya (gang)
cry me a river, give you a tissue (hey)
my b-tch is bad and boujee (bad)
cookin’ up dope with a uzi (blaow)
my n-ggas is savage, ruthless (savage)
we got 30’s and 100 rounds too (grrah)
my b-tch is bad and boujee (bad)
cookin’ up dope with a uzi (dope)
my n-ggas is savage, ruthless (hey)
we got 30’s and 100 rounds too (glah)
[verse 5: fabolous]
yeah, you cannot check for me now
‘less you got a check for me now
hol’ up, let me go check my account
hol’ up, these fakes n-ggas checks always bounce
your b-tch be checkin’ me out
watchin’ and checkin’ my routes
b-tches be robbin’ n-ggas
you better check at the house
i’m tryna be the hoe dentist
i’m tryna check on her mouth
do the sound check on the couch
get out, i’m chuckin’ ’em out
ratchet chick thinkin’ she boujee
’cause we went out to eat sushi
i know that she on my d-ck though
she angela yee and i’m gucci
in hollywood rockin’ hoodies
with a baddy smokin’ goody
my money tall, 7 footy
that’s why the kid get the cudi
nine milli, that’s my buddy
turn your face to silly putty
i’m sauchin’ on ’em ’til it smother
i’m drippin’ on ’em ’til it’s flooded, woo
my new name is d-mn you k!lled that, lay
you love me but i don’t feel that way
don’t play ’bout my money ’cause that’s bae
hate what you want, get rich that way
found somethin’ you can do that pay
they call me oggie and that’s trey
we levelled up n-gga, that way
[hook: offset]
raindrop, drop top (drop top)
smokin’ on cookie in the hotbox (cookie)
f-ckin’ on your b-tch she a thot, thot (thot)
cookin’ up dope in the crockpot (pot)
we came from nothin’ to somethin’ n-gga (hey)
i don’t trust n0body grip the trigger (n0body)
call up the gang, and they come and get you (gang)
cry me a river, give you a tissue (hey)
my b-tch is bad and boujee (bad)
cookin’ up dope with an uzi (blaow)
my n-ggas is savage, ruthless (savage)
we got 30’s and 100 rounds too (grrah)
my b-tch is bad and boujee (bad)
cookin’ up dope with an uzi (dope)
my n-ggas is savage, ruthless (hey)
we got 30’s and 100 rounds too (glah)
[verse 6: dosseh]
yeah! gucci, fendi, dior, prada, maison martin margiela
m-i-yayo, kech-marra, punta cana, marbella
ferragamo, balenciaga, valentino, gabbana
audi, benzo, panamera, chapeau, gare-ci #havana (skurt)
(dosseh) rebeu samedi soir on va chicher (oh!)
(dosseh) dépenser le salaire du péché (oh!)
(dosseh) surveillez vos poulettes éméchées
pour être v.i.p. c’est 3 ‘teilles obligé, r.i.p. eazy-e, christian audigier, -digier (skrt, skrt)
lossa dites-moi quel est l’f-ck (skurt), lossa dites-moi quel est l’f-ck (skurt)
mon gava sugur a pris 7 ges-pi (oh!), lossa dites-moi quel est l’proc’?
ouais ouais, fraté, ouais ouais, lossah, pecs sont tracés, barbe est rossa
poches sont li-ssées #hallelujah, lock est tracé #batslescouillas
[hook: offset]
raindrop, drop top (drop top)
smokin’ on cookie in the hotbox (cookie)
f-ckin’ on your b-tch she a thot, thot (thot)
cookin’ up dope in the crockpot (pot)
we came from nothin’ to somethin’ n-gga (hey)
i don’t trust n0body grip the trigger (n0body)
call up the gang, and they come and get you (gang)
cry me a river, give you a tissue (hey)
my b-tch is bad and boujee (bad)
cookin’ up dope with an uzi (blaow)
my n-ggas is savage, ruthless (savage)
we got 30’s and 100 rounds too (grrah)
my b-tch is bad and boujee (bad)
cookin’ up dope with an uzi (dope)
my n-ggas is savage, ruthless (hey)
we got 30’s and 100 rounds too (glah)
[verse 7: lil uzi vert]
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
my b-tch, she bad to the bone
ayy, wait, these n-ggas watchin’
i swear to god they be my clones
yeah, hey, huh
switchin’ my hoes like my flows (what?)
switchin’ my flows like my clothes (like what?)
keep on shootin’ that gun, don’t reload
ooh, ooh, now she want f-ck with my crew
’cause the money come all out the roof
drive the rari, that b-tch got no roof (skrt)
wait, what kind of rari? 458 (d-mn)
all of these n-ggas, they hate (they hate)
try to hide, shoot through the gate
look, go to strip club, make it rain
yeah, so much money they use rakes
count a hundred thousand in your face (in your face)
yeah, then put 300 right in the safe
met her today, yeah
she talk to me like she knew me, yeah
go to sleep in a jacuzzi, yeah
wakin’ up right to a two-piece, yeah
countin’ that paper like loose leaf, yeah
gettin’ that chicken with blue cheese, yeah
boy, you so fake, like my collar you snakin’
i swear to god that be that gucci (ayy)
and you know we winnin’ (winnin’)
yeah, we is not losin’
try to play your song, it ain’t move me (what?)
saw your girl once, now she choosin’, yeah
[hook: offset]
raindrop (drip), drop top (drop top)
smokin’ on cookie in the hotbox (cookie)
f-ckin’ on your b-tch, she a thot, thot (thot)
cookin’ up dope in the crockpot (pot)
we came from nothin’ to somethin’, n-gga (hey)
i don’t trust n0body, grip the trigger (n0body)
call up the gang and they come and get ya (gang)
cry me a river, give you a tissue (hey)
my b-tch is bad and boujee (bad)
cookin’ up dope with a uzi (blaow)
my n-ggas is savage, ruthless (savage)
we got 30’s and 100 rounds too (grrah)
my b-tch is bad and boujee (bad)
cookin’ up dope with a uzi (dope)
my n-ggas is savage, ruthless (hey)
we got 30’s and 100 rounds too (glah)
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