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B.O.M Video (MV)




Performed By: Di$mal
Language: English
Length: 2:12
Written by: Arun Sandhu




Di$mal - B.O.M Lyrics
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I need bags of money
I need bags of money
Bags of money
Bags of money
I need bags of money
Bags of money
I need bags of money
I ain't even in my prime
The way I walk man I feel like Suge
I ain't even in a mob the way I'm deep
Got these rappers shook
Constantly in the stu I practically live here
Ain't dropping one song a year man
All that corny shit outta here
I'm in love with the smoke
I don't know how to cope
Momma thanking me for growing up
I was doing the most
But I'm the still same just learnt how to manoeuvre more low-key
Never felt more naked when I got ratted on and I spoke to the police
Charismatic as they come they must mistook me for a dealer
No accountability for their f*ck up
Guess life ain't really fair either
I see no evil I hear no evil
All I see is people
You abuse your power might as well
Since we ain't equal
I was mute as a kid
But right now I got something to say
I'm far from perfect
But I'm above the surface
And I know they ain't forgotten about me
Yeah peep my stories they lurking
They went from clowns to the circus
I see no evil I hear no evil
All I see is people
I see no evil I hear no evil
All I see is people
Bags of money
Bags of money
I need bags of money
Bags of money
Bags of money
I need bags of money
Bags of money
Bags of money
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I need bags of money
I need bags of money
Bags of money
Bags of money
I need bags of money
Bags of money
I need bags of money
I ain't even in my prime
The way I walk man I feel like Suge
I ain't even in a mob the way I'm deep
Got these rappers shook
Constantly in the stu I practically live here
Ain't dropping one song a year man
All that corny shit outta here
I'm in love with the smoke
I don't know how to cope
Momma thanking me for growing up
I was doing the most
But I'm the still same just learnt how to manoeuvre more low-key
Never felt more naked when I got ratted on and I spoke to the police
Charismatic as they come they must mistook me for a dealer
No accountability for their f*ck up
Guess life ain't really fair either
I see no evil I hear no evil
All I see is people
You abuse your power might as well
Since we ain't equal
I was mute as a kid
But right now I got something to say
I'm far from perfect
But I'm above the surface
And I know they ain't forgotten about me
Yeah peep my stories they lurking
They went from clowns to the circus
I see no evil I hear no evil
All I see is people
I see no evil I hear no evil
All I see is people
Bags of money
Bags of money
I need bags of money
Bags of money
Bags of money
I need bags of money
Bags of money
Bags of money
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Writer: Arun Sandhu
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