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Fallin' Video (MV)




Performed By: Bosa
Language: English
Length: 2:43
Written by: Bobby Alvarez, Bobby Dean




Bosa - Fallin' Lyrics
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Throw some muddy in my cup
Pour it up stir it up yea I drink it up
Life fading away like a thin line
You did the crime now be ready to do the time
I'ma be out here doin just fine
If yo bitch call I'ma realign her spine
F*ck her good in my slides with the nike sign
I'ma get this money til the day I die
I got big stacks yea I need them rubber bands
Sippin my drank bitches shakin hella ass
You a broke chick bitch you betta back back
Diamonds dancin on my neck like mike jack
And I got big packs they don't understand
Got me cashin these checks buyin hella land
Throwin hella racks and ya bitch is tryna dance
I just wanna chill think I need another glass
Neck on water I think shorty might drown
Before you know it this bitch goin down
She on my dick and she only usin mouth
F*ck it up f*ck it up knock that pussy outta town
If you in my way then you gettin knocked down
F*ck out my face beggin with ya hands out
Half these bitches lookin at me like a f*ckin payday
Come and get a slice girl I ain't greedy
Where was yo ass when I was the one needin
Now I'm back up on my feet bitch yea I'm leavin
Don't be surprised when I leave ya heart bleedin
You ain't gon make it thru this cuffing season
Comin up with my team yea we be schemin
Gettin money yea all my boys know that feelin
When I'm sippin sprite shit I be leanin
In my foreign doin donuts and I'm speedin
Come and f*ck with me so I can send yo ass slidin
Flyin past these bitches faster than the speed of lightin
Couldn't start comin up sooner perfect timin
And don't you send me no contract cuz I aint signin
Throw some muddy in my cup
Pour it up stir it up yea I drink it up
Life fading away like a thin line
You did the crime now be ready to do the time
I'ma be out here doin just fine
If yo bitch call I'ma realign her spine
F*ck her good in my slides with the nike sign
I'ma get this money til the day I die
I got big stacks yea I need them rubber bands
Sippin my drank bitches shakin hella ass
You a broke chick bitch you betta back back
Diamonds dancin on my neck like mike jack
And I got big packs they don't understand
Got me cashin these checks buyin hella land
Throwin hella racks and ya bitch is tryna dance
I just wanna chill think I need another glass
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Throw some muddy in my cup
Pour it up stir it up yea I drink it up
Life fading away like a thin line
You did the crime now be ready to do the time
I'ma be out here doin just fine
If yo bitch call I'ma realign her spine
F*ck her good in my slides with the nike sign
I'ma get this money til the day I die
I got big stacks yea I need them rubber bands
Sippin my drank bitches shakin hella ass
You a broke chick bitch you betta back back
Diamonds dancin on my neck like mike jack
And I got big packs they don't understand
Got me cashin these checks buyin hella land
Throwin hella racks and ya bitch is tryna dance
I just wanna chill think I need another glass
Neck on water I think shorty might drown
Before you know it this bitch goin down
She on my dick and she only usin mouth
F*ck it up f*ck it up knock that pussy outta town
If you in my way then you gettin knocked down
F*ck out my face beggin with ya hands out
Half these bitches lookin at me like a f*ckin payday
Come and get a slice girl I ain't greedy
Where was yo ass when I was the one needin
Now I'm back up on my feet bitch yea I'm leavin
Don't be surprised when I leave ya heart bleedin
You ain't gon make it thru this cuffing season
Comin up with my team yea we be schemin
Gettin money yea all my boys know that feelin
When I'm sippin sprite shit I be leanin
In my foreign doin donuts and I'm speedin
Come and f*ck with me so I can send yo ass slidin
Flyin past these bitches faster than the speed of lightin
Couldn't start comin up sooner perfect timin
And don't you send me no contract cuz I aint signin
Throw some muddy in my cup
Pour it up stir it up yea I drink it up
Life fading away like a thin line
You did the crime now be ready to do the time
I'ma be out here doin just fine
If yo bitch call I'ma realign her spine
F*ck her good in my slides with the nike sign
I'ma get this money til the day I die
I got big stacks yea I need them rubber bands
Sippin my drank bitches shakin hella ass
You a broke chick bitch you betta back back
Diamonds dancin on my neck like mike jack
And I got big packs they don't understand
Got me cashin these checks buyin hella land
Throwin hella racks and ya bitch is tryna dance
I just wanna chill think I need another glass
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Writer: Bobby Alvarez, Bobby Dean
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