Badu Songtext
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Badu Songtext
Che on the beat
You′re now smoking with the best
If we locked in, you don't gotta worry, boy, you know I got you
Bitch wanna play like monsoon, so say he might just pop you
Niggas only worry about what you do or what I do
Glockin′ you, you know I'm firing it just like some hot food
New girlfriend a Badu, I'm trying ask a shark too
Girl know that we shot you, pussy boy, we caught you
Shootouts, yeah, we all do, she Erykah Badu
A school, that′s on a pot too, we just run your block, dude
Who gon′ run your block dude? And then feds had caught you
Gangsta boy, that's not you, soldiers that I lost too
Everybody that I lost too, I shoot guns and rob too
I take oxy bars too, spam the trigger, R2
Count up guap, that′s all I do and that pussy, that's all I shoot
Pussy and gold, that′s all I knew, pistol whip, he lost a tooth
All my soldiers in the booth, right now your soldiers in a jufe
I ain't tryn′ get into you, nut I just want get into you
This brand new stick, it's for you, and she lit is she boo
I don't do kisses, lil′ boo, I just do flat sex, lil boo
Eat me like a edible, dump the mag of ammo
Boy, the H big intervals, pie your mans now he a ghost
Watch your belt, yeah, I like clothes, Tell him I won′t do ya', I like hoes
Smoke out the bong yea in the bowls, Shootout with all the internet trolls
Some of them up with internet hoes, I only fuck with Instagram hoes
But I might fuck with you for the one time, nigga, you ain′t clutching my gun that's mine
Nigga like, "Who you been with? That′s mine" I'm tryna take ′em I see 'em, that's mine
In the airport, I′ma bring a fucking bomb, oh, she gon′ pour up in the cup
Oh, she wanna fuck that's true, uh, get ′em hot just like bobo
My Bank account came with some cones
I don't really come without dro′, yeah
I bodies them come without shots
They prolly saw the highest
They don't know them had to remind it
Put stars on the roof, yeah, that′s what I did
In the booth, but you know I don't write shit
Couple hoes couple hoes like five spliffs
Nigga say you ain't money, like, type shit
Ran off with my swag, that′s my shit
Say you got them greens like my shit
You just want everything like I did
You′re now smoking with the best
If we locked in, you don't gotta worry, boy, you know I got you
Bitch wanna play like monsoon, so say he might just pop you
Niggas only worry about what you do or what I do
Glockin′ you, you know I'm firing it just like some hot food
New girlfriend a Badu, I'm trying ask a shark too
Girl know that we shot you, pussy boy, we caught you
Shootouts, yeah, we all do, she Erykah Badu
A school, that′s on a pot too, we just run your block, dude
Who gon′ run your block dude? And then feds had caught you
Gangsta boy, that's not you, soldiers that I lost too
Everybody that I lost too, I shoot guns and rob too
I take oxy bars too, spam the trigger, R2
Count up guap, that′s all I do and that pussy, that's all I shoot
Pussy and gold, that′s all I knew, pistol whip, he lost a tooth
All my soldiers in the booth, right now your soldiers in a jufe
I ain't tryn′ get into you, nut I just want get into you
This brand new stick, it's for you, and she lit is she boo
I don't do kisses, lil′ boo, I just do flat sex, lil boo
Eat me like a edible, dump the mag of ammo
Boy, the H big intervals, pie your mans now he a ghost
Watch your belt, yeah, I like clothes, Tell him I won′t do ya', I like hoes
Smoke out the bong yea in the bowls, Shootout with all the internet trolls
Some of them up with internet hoes, I only fuck with Instagram hoes
But I might fuck with you for the one time, nigga, you ain′t clutching my gun that's mine
Nigga like, "Who you been with? That′s mine" I'm tryna take ′em I see 'em, that's mine
In the airport, I′ma bring a fucking bomb, oh, she gon′ pour up in the cup
Oh, she wanna fuck that's true, uh, get ′em hot just like bobo
My Bank account came with some cones
I don't really come without dro′, yeah
I bodies them come without shots
They prolly saw the highest
They don't know them had to remind it
Put stars on the roof, yeah, that′s what I did
In the booth, but you know I don't write shit
Couple hoes couple hoes like five spliffs
Nigga say you ain't money, like, type shit
Ran off with my swag, that′s my shit
Say you got them greens like my shit
You just want everything like I did
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