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Bouquetière Shot Video (MV)




Performed By: Alpha Andreti
Language: English
Length: 2:28
Written by: Juan Saavedra




Alpha Andreti - Bouquetière Shot Lyrics
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Spillin Ash in my lap when I Pikachu
She got that ass makes it clap like arenas do
Standing ovation for this goddess like Athena boo
Keep her digits in my notes like I need a clue
She call my name three times like I'm Beetlejuice
Got her eyes rolled back yea she see the truth
Model chicks on my phone if u need the proof
Paris Fashion week roster if u need to choose
Yea ima late night monster when I link witchu
She give me brain all day, girl think it through
I'll f*ck around and hit her up once in a blue
Brooklyn girl, not really, she's just here for school
Yea
Inflated ego
Iced me out like DLo
Thought it was a free throw
But I lost her like Nemo
I thought I was her hero
It was all about the zeros
All an act, Deniro
You were never real sincere though
I ain't the type to question
Ain't the type to mention
Shit from your past, with underlying intentions
I can tell the lies by your vocal inflections
You stood no shot like bodily injections
Man I got bars and WiFi connection
F*ck renting cars just to make good impressions
F*ck bottle service, ain't coppin no section
Bitch read a book, gain some retention
Ass on the gram just to get some attention
Toxic behavior, mindset complacent
Mindless engagement, now that's combination
Poppin prescription, like you a patient
I'm stayin low key
Cuz this shit's below me
She's grinding and rolling
Ready to blow me
Ride like a pony
Shaking and moaning
She hit up my phone
I'm never lonely
Bars like the cages they place the oppressed
Methodically moving cuz life is like chess
Tie up loose ends, I don't make a mess
See you in person, man f*ck sending texts
Don't need no proof, of what just took place
Public places, see me face to face
Come by yourself, I'll tell you the rest
No this not a test, unless you adjust
You'll never be best, these bitches detest
When you come with facts
They cry and beg, they try and reverse
The story and curse
You the f*ck out
I click and I'm out
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Spillin Ash in my lap when I Pikachu
She got that ass makes it clap like arenas do
Standing ovation for this goddess like Athena boo
Keep her digits in my notes like I need a clue
She call my name three times like I'm Beetlejuice
Got her eyes rolled back yea she see the truth
Model chicks on my phone if u need the proof
Paris Fashion week roster if u need to choose
Yea ima late night monster when I link witchu
She give me brain all day, girl think it through
I'll f*ck around and hit her up once in a blue
Brooklyn girl, not really, she's just here for school
Yea
Inflated ego
Iced me out like DLo
Thought it was a free throw
But I lost her like Nemo
I thought I was her hero
It was all about the zeros
All an act, Deniro
You were never real sincere though
I ain't the type to question
Ain't the type to mention
Shit from your past, with underlying intentions
I can tell the lies by your vocal inflections
You stood no shot like bodily injections
Man I got bars and WiFi connection
F*ck renting cars just to make good impressions
F*ck bottle service, ain't coppin no section
Bitch read a book, gain some retention
Ass on the gram just to get some attention
Toxic behavior, mindset complacent
Mindless engagement, now that's combination
Poppin prescription, like you a patient
I'm stayin low key
Cuz this shit's below me
She's grinding and rolling
Ready to blow me
Ride like a pony
Shaking and moaning
She hit up my phone
I'm never lonely
Bars like the cages they place the oppressed
Methodically moving cuz life is like chess
Tie up loose ends, I don't make a mess
See you in person, man f*ck sending texts
Don't need no proof, of what just took place
Public places, see me face to face
Come by yourself, I'll tell you the rest
No this not a test, unless you adjust
You'll never be best, these bitches detest
When you come with facts
They cry and beg, they try and reverse
The story and curse
You the f*ck out
I click and I'm out
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Writer: Juan Saavedra
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