Booga Says

I know you want to f*ck with the jit bih Ran through the pussy and it's all on my fitbit Shawty let me know you want to f*ck on dis big dick F*ck yo mans you's a bag you's a thick bitch Big Bankroll, Whoa Big Bankroll, Whoa Big Bankroll, Whoa Big Bankroll don't ever fold Yea all we got is stacks making columns bitch I ain't even playin Booga almost went and bought a bitch Same toilet different day but it's a lot of shit She a bad shawty hiding her pain in a prada fit I won't f*ck her, I don't need that energy she just swallow dick F*ck 10 cent Booga got a thousand dollar dime bitch My Ears to street so if I hide it you won't find it I know when the ops is coming and I ain't peeking through the blinds bih Got them niggas on deck that's trying to prove that they a slime jit They'll end your time while watch your keep timing Bitch please don't try me I was nowhere near the crime scene How the diamonds dark, but a nigga still shining F*ck what simon says it's what Booga says and that's how it goes I seen my side bitch in the club but she know the code It is what it is, now she hanging off the pole My kids on her nose wipe it off it gotta go Don't keep a lot of money on me cuz these racks'll never fold F*ck a 9 to 5 check, cuz it's coming by the load And if you can't relate well nigga I don't know You a headass nigga your bitch throw head on the low That was some real sloppy toppy I don't know how you let her go Oh wait you ain't got no racks and your shit don't even fold Your shit be crumpling up you gone lose it in your clothes So many benjis around me I can't even be alone I got stars on my neck from the mud earthtone They asking did I do that bitches sound like Urkel Yea I cut your ass off and I know that you hurt hoe You in your feelings go ahead and put yo head in the dirt hoe To be honest I don't even remember what the song about But y'all already know that boy Booga on it the song'll bounce Niggas coming to f*ck up YENT they on the wrong route Mah niggas like strippers they get that money when the poles out I'm a king pin and pimp in my own mind Ray Cash, how a nigga feeling in this lowride F*ck the rap cap, niggas capping on they phone line Oh my Niggas give they whole time to the 05 5-0 , niggas sleeping with the enemy get your toes sliced Mr. potato head pull out that burner and get your dome fried Boii I just be talking I don't be rapping it take no try No trial, why Fa fa Yea RY