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letra de boondocks - bimmer boys

{intro: steve cash, perry da’ p, nuke}
we gettin’ hyphy in this b-tch
we gon’ f-ck it up
we gettin’ hyphy in this b-tch
we gon’ f-ck it up
we gettin’ hyphy in this b-tch
we gon’ f-ck it up

{verse 1: steve cash}
aye, what a n-gga talkin’ bout
(talkin’ bout)
m3 bimmer onna’ b-tch pull it out
(pull it out)
jordan 4 clean, f-ck the lean pour it out
(agh)
i knock a n-gga out if you coming
for my clout, uh, yea

what a n-gga talkin’ bout
(talkin’ bout)
imma k!lla’ cops tryna’ get the homie out
(homie out)
used to ride the bus, got a bimmer
f-ck a route
(f-ck that route)
skinny bitty’ b-tch on my d-ck
not a doubt
(b-tch)
sp-ceship fly, bathing ape onna’ hoe
(yea)
flexing on ex’s n-ggas
running for the door
throw her out the door
no rеspect for da’ hoe
beat that b-tch up and thеn
i throw her out the door
{verse 2: nuke}
beat it up, dominoes
i knock her down
(knock em’ down)
give her d-ck, turn her frown
right upside down
(upside down)
got her friend
yea she suck and eat it up
(eat it up)
it didn’t take to long and
she let me f-ck
(lil’ b-tch)

short hair, fat ass thats how
i like it, too bad
most these b-tches is f-cking
trifling
mamma told me these hoes
just want one thing
so i give em’ good d-ck
they call me mean

up a pole hit a n-gga in his
f-ckin’ noggin’
smack a n-gga in his sh-t just for
f-ckin’ talkin’
rat n-ggas, cap n-ggas they the
f-ckin’ same
make a n-gga run away
thats the “walk of shame”
{hook: nuke}
mhmm, yea, throw it back baby

(throw it back)
mhmm, uh, make it clap baby
(make it clap)
mhmm, yea, throw it back baby
(throw it back)
mhmm, uh, make it clap
(yah)

{verse 3: perry da’ p}
oh, yea its me pick up the
f-ckin’ phone
perry spazzin’ onna’ b-tch
i’m in the f-ckin’ zone
(b-tch)
she was mad i gave the b-tch
a silly thing
(ooh)
i was hungry she started cooking
chili beans
(mhmm)

time for the sh-t yea ion’ got that
(yea, nah)
i’m doing 60 inna 75 bobcat
(said gone)
bagged a b-tch at 9131
(yea)
won’t buss’ a nut i tell a b-tch
i’m never done
(ooh)
i hug my granny wit’ the gat
yea i protect gran’
(wit the gat)
grandeddy tried to run a fade
somebody check him
(tell him “back”)
i’m at the wedding and he mad that
i’m the best man
he socked me dead in my face
that was his best chance
(dumb n-gga)
left my home n’ to the club
i want honey buns
came inside and left the club wit’
a hunnid ones
50 shoota’s in this b-tch wit’
a hunnid guns
and they all wearing pro club and
black 1’s

{verse 4: nuke}
yea, i love yo’ b-tch
but she don’t love me tho’
sike ion love that b-tch
but she love me tho’
made that b-tch walk the blade
she a f-ckin’ hoe
smack a n-gga in his sh-t
with the f-ckin’ pole
off a perc in this b-tch like call of duty
hit the function
i see b-tches shaking h-lla’ booty
back, back lil’ b-tch you got the cooties
first place, first place, i’m in first place
first date, hit that b-tch on the first date
birthday, birthday she got big cake
eat up, eat up now a n-gga full
if a n-gga talking sh-t
imma’ grab the tool

off a perc in this b-tch like call of duty
hit the function
i see b-tches shaking h-lla’ booty
back, back lil’ b-tch you got the cooties
first place, first place, i’m in first place

- bimmer boys

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