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BoogieGotBandz - Cost Me Lyrics



BoogieGotBandz - Cost Me Lyrics




I done seen alot of people really change on you
When you sitting locked in a cell
Aint no mothaf*ckng cap in my rap
Try to play bet yo ass will get whacked
If you want you a brick you get taxed
Boogie he on go he stay in attack
East side San Antone
Young nigga had to put ny f*cking city on the map
Chop the bricks like hibachi
Mexican bitch call me papi
In in the hood im thuggin with my patnas
Gone off the drank when we go in the party
We came to chill we int come for no problems
But if you want smoke my young niggas gone solve
Glcok 45 coming outta his pocket I know that he got it
My nigga from NASA he stay with a rocket
Bitch im the plug f*ck the mothaf*cking socket
Nigga be hating cause they in ya pockets
Pour me a 4 and ounce of the lean
I sip the red but Ill still sip the green
Give me the Hi-tech I f*ck with the wockie
Back in the gap it was hot on the blocky
If you was a lick
Yea we see you we gotcha
No mask run in that bitch with the glocky
If nobody see it nobody can stop it
Rocking balmain true religion and Prada
Young nigga still fade yo ass like a barber
Bitch im her baby like I was a toddler
Yea she gone see me come eat up this sausage
Bitch I be dripping they calling me saucy
Need me a thick bitch she gotta be bossy
Playing with a 100 you know what It cost me
AYE
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English

I done seen alot of people really change on you
When you sitting locked in a cell
Aint no mothaf*ckng cap in my rap
Try to play bet yo ass will get whacked
If you want you a brick you get taxed
Boogie he on go he stay in attack
East side San Antone
Young nigga had to put ny f*cking city on the map
Chop the bricks like hibachi
Mexican bitch call me papi
In in the hood im thuggin with my patnas
Gone off the drank when we go in the party
We came to chill we int come for no problems
But if you want smoke my young niggas gone solve
Glcok 45 coming outta his pocket I know that he got it
My nigga from NASA he stay with a rocket
Bitch im the plug f*ck the mothaf*cking socket
Nigga be hating cause they in ya pockets
Pour me a 4 and ounce of the lean
I sip the red but Ill still sip the green
Give me the Hi-tech I f*ck with the wockie
Back in the gap it was hot on the blocky
If you was a lick
Yea we see you we gotcha
No mask run in that bitch with the glocky
If nobody see it nobody can stop it
Rocking balmain true religion and Prada
Young nigga still fade yo ass like a barber
Bitch im her baby like I was a toddler
Yea she gone see me come eat up this sausage
Bitch I be dripping they calling me saucy
Need me a thick bitch she gotta be bossy
Playing with a 100 you know what It cost me
AYE
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Writer: DAONTE JOHNSON
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid




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Performed By: BoogieGotBandz
Language: English
Length: 1:22
Written by: DAONTE JOHNSON

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