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letra de bosses and workers - a boogie wit da hoodie

[intro: trap manny]
yeah, huh (yeah)
chris row gon’ be the reason we gon’ blow, ooh

[chorus: trap manny]
there’s a difference between bosses and workers
i’m in the mountains, i can’t get no service
just walked in the bank, tryna make me a purchase
f-ck the p-ssy, want the head like a turban
it’s one thing for sure and it’s two things for certain
carry that nine on me like it’s a birkin
i won’t go in the club if i know that they searchin’
i love the attention, i took off the curtains

[verse 1: don q]
i love the attention, i wanna get spotted
she love a n-gg- that’s stuntin’, i got it
but she want a n-gg- that come and divide it (what?)
i’m thinkin’ and i’ma decide it (i’m thinkin’ and i’ma decide it)
since when i come out of pocket for b-tches
i been knew were runnin’ ’round thottin’? (thot)
20k with me and i was just shoppin’ (shop)
if it get slippery, i’m pickin’ cotton
trap in the a with me, we just hit onyx (hit onyx)
he down to spurt with me, that’s my accomplice (my accomplice)
please don’t harr-ss me, whatever you ask me
just watch what you say to me, i’m too iconic (just watch what you say)
i f-cked this lil’ baddie, she callin’ me daddy
now she tryna stay with me like she adopted (she callin’ me daddy)
tryna record when you lay with me
lil’ b-tch, you better not play with me
ho, be reminded (yeah yeah yeah)
(what kind of movie you did?)
i just made a horror flick, me and blac chyna was star in it
(and what you gon’ do at the grammys?)
ferrar’ at the grammys, i roll up and light my cigar in it (yeah)
my wrist cotton candy, got whips like a carnival
she get amused when i’m parkin’ it (hah)
a n-gg- so fancy, i cut all the bargaining
f-ck it, i louis-ed the cardigan
i bought all this jewelry from marketing, yeah
i know i’m the one that they targeting, yeah
it never bothered ’em
i see the way that we move just needed some sharpening, yeah
ain’t no more borrowing
n-gg-, i paid for my jewels, my water be sparklin’, yeah
who tryna spar with him?
i go rockstar on ’em, hop out and break the guitar on ’em, yeah

[verse 2: trap manny]
just a couple young n-gg-s defyin’ the odds
probably ain’t think we’d make it this far
walk in the bank, tell the teller withdrawal
i just want blue crispy hundreds, that’s all
i want that coupe that’s two hundred or more
hit the gas, watch it leap like a frog
sippin’ drink, my double cup full of raw
double c’s, hoppin’ out the double r

[verse 3: a boogie wit da hoodie]
no feelings involved, just want it all
switched up the cars, no rented cars
f-ck up charge, get off my b-lls
money involved, give the lawyer a call
all of my broads ain’t really mine
they could be yours, n-gg-, who knows?
got mama a crib, three car garage
she don’t even drive but she on the go
i run it up, straight out the mud
i got a job, i’m not a fraud
when i’m in the mall they think i’m a scammer
punchin’ it up like a percussion
these n-gg-s is sure, make me wanna uptight
just give me the word, back up, i’m gone
if you want the bird, trap in the trap
i front you the work, i’m down as a don
but i need it back, mmh
and i cannot f-ck with no ratatouille, that’s a fact
i can’t f-ck with no rat, mmh
n-gg-s start talkin’ too crazy
all over my nine, i’m hangin’ my jack, mmh
i got a b-tch out in cali
not even my b-tch but she just got me tattooed
i don’t deserve her
i swear to god, there’s a difference between bosses and workers

- a boogie wit da hoodie

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