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Boujee Bitch Video (MV)




Performed By: 2 Official
Language: English
Length: 3:18
Written by: Devon Thompson




2 Official - Boujee Bitch Lyrics




Yeah that's that Boujee bitch
I can tell she bout her shit
Pushing the foreign whip
Hop out with designer fit
She don't want a nigga
You can see she got her figures
She make my ex look bitter
But I'm still trynna get her
I'm trynna dick her I won't tip her
Just like a bag I bet I flip her
I throw her dollars but she ain't strippin
Fell for my words like I was pimpin
She a homebody she don't be sippin
With a blue flag I know she crippin
Double my cup this ain't no lipton
Niggas be bitches that's why they Simpin

Slide to the spot I see her get in
With the new denim she lookin all serious
Hand on her kitty because I'm curious
Question my fate gonna make me furious
Put a charm on your wrist you deserve it
Acting like me, she must be a learner
Nigga want you? They must want the burner
I'll grant all your wishes, Like Timmy turner
I really want you, New jimmy choo
Red bottoms with the fendi too
Louis V, Versace shoes
Balmian prada givenchy ouuu
I just be drippin drippin goo
Bitches on me like some glue
Peep you hating you can move
So if they ask then I'm you dude

Yeah thats my boujeee bitch
My ride and die in the whip
I dont even tell her shit
Cuhz We straight up countin strips
She f*cking with the drip
She wanna be my bitch
Aquafina on my wrist drownin when it tiks

Yeah that's that Boujee bitch
I can tell she bout her shit
Pushing the foreign whip
Hop out with designer fit
She don't want a nigga
You can see she got her figures
She make my ex look bitter
But I'm still trynna get her
I'm trynna dick her I won't tip her
Just like a bag I bet I flip her
I throw her dollars but she ain't strippin
Fell for my words like I was pimpin
She a homebody she don't be sippin
With a blue flag I know she crippin
Double my cup this ain't no lipton
Niggas be bitches that's why they Simpin

Now we in the Stu, with my boo thing
Drippin in designer. Made from overseas
I got the bag right in my beam
Niggas know I don't do cheap
F*cking with me, and you gone see
Niggas be snitching, they be police
Spitting some heat, I'm on repeat
I get it for the bros and my family
Always had a vision since the age of 13
Ima make it big ima be on tv
Chasing racks, it's f*ck you pay me
Dont f*ck with you, you gon play me
Bitch don't love me, you can't claim me
Cutting off all my connections
F*cking with my plug he Mexican
Got a bad lil bitch yeah she Mexican
Yeah I flipped her like matters
Y'all u Putting racks up on this bitch
Break the backs up off this bitch
They all the same so I can't trip
Trynna stack a 100 quick
Trynna stack a 100 quick
I'm with my main bitch you know that be my boujeee bitch

Yeah that's that Boujee bitch
I can tell she bout her shit
Pushing the foreign whip
Hop out with designer fit
She don't want a nigga
You can see she got her figures
She make my ex look bitter
But I'm still trynna get her
I'm trynna dick her I won't tip her
Just like a bag I bet I flip her
I throw her dollars but she ain't strippin
Fell for my words like I was pimpin
She a homebody she don't be sippin
With a blue flag I know she crippin
Double my cup this ain't no lipton
Niggas be bitches that's why they Simpin
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Yeah that's that Boujee bitch
I can tell she bout her shit
Pushing the foreign whip
Hop out with designer fit
She don't want a nigga
You can see she got her figures
She make my ex look bitter
But I'm still trynna get her
I'm trynna dick her I won't tip her
Just like a bag I bet I flip her
I throw her dollars but she ain't strippin
Fell for my words like I was pimpin
She a homebody she don't be sippin
With a blue flag I know she crippin
Double my cup this ain't no lipton
Niggas be bitches that's why they Simpin

Slide to the spot I see her get in
With the new denim she lookin all serious
Hand on her kitty because I'm curious
Question my fate gonna make me furious
Put a charm on your wrist you deserve it
Acting like me, she must be a learner
Nigga want you? They must want the burner
I'll grant all your wishes, Like Timmy turner
I really want you, New jimmy choo
Red bottoms with the fendi too
Louis V, Versace shoes
Balmian prada givenchy ouuu
I just be drippin drippin goo
Bitches on me like some glue
Peep you hating you can move
So if they ask then I'm you dude

Yeah thats my boujeee bitch
My ride and die in the whip
I dont even tell her shit
Cuhz We straight up countin strips
She f*cking with the drip
She wanna be my bitch
Aquafina on my wrist drownin when it tiks

Yeah that's that Boujee bitch
I can tell she bout her shit
Pushing the foreign whip
Hop out with designer fit
She don't want a nigga
You can see she got her figures
She make my ex look bitter
But I'm still trynna get her
I'm trynna dick her I won't tip her
Just like a bag I bet I flip her
I throw her dollars but she ain't strippin
Fell for my words like I was pimpin
She a homebody she don't be sippin
With a blue flag I know she crippin
Double my cup this ain't no lipton
Niggas be bitches that's why they Simpin

Now we in the Stu, with my boo thing
Drippin in designer. Made from overseas
I got the bag right in my beam
Niggas know I don't do cheap
F*cking with me, and you gone see
Niggas be snitching, they be police
Spitting some heat, I'm on repeat
I get it for the bros and my family
Always had a vision since the age of 13
Ima make it big ima be on tv
Chasing racks, it's f*ck you pay me
Dont f*ck with you, you gon play me
Bitch don't love me, you can't claim me
Cutting off all my connections
F*cking with my plug he Mexican
Got a bad lil bitch yeah she Mexican
Yeah I flipped her like matters
Y'all u Putting racks up on this bitch
Break the backs up off this bitch
They all the same so I can't trip
Trynna stack a 100 quick
Trynna stack a 100 quick
I'm with my main bitch you know that be my boujeee bitch

Yeah that's that Boujee bitch
I can tell she bout her shit
Pushing the foreign whip
Hop out with designer fit
She don't want a nigga
You can see she got her figures
She make my ex look bitter
But I'm still trynna get her
I'm trynna dick her I won't tip her
Just like a bag I bet I flip her
I throw her dollars but she ain't strippin
Fell for my words like I was pimpin
She a homebody she don't be sippin
With a blue flag I know she crippin
Double my cup this ain't no lipton
Niggas be bitches that's why they Simpin
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Writer: Devon Thompson
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