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letra de goons - kobe boujee

counting my blessings everyday
every day
always talking talking let em niqqas say
let em say
i just dey pray say may god make a way
make a way
so say a niqqa fit turn up every place
every place
yh turn up on every place
whoo

tell em haters make em free me
dey no dey barb how we chilling
frm the bottom to the ceilling
only god wey fit k!ll me
dey no dey see how we suffer
but they jealous how we living
own the jungle like mufasa
ma niqqa f-ck what you thinking

i’m the man f-ck a suit and tie
they prolly hating cos a niqqa fly
you just bullshitting i’m the bulls eye
you can’t hang with me that’s suicide
i dont pose for no pictures
no
only pose as a threat
f-ck the beat niqqa roll your sleeve
make we do this man to man
yh

chorus 2x
f-ck with ma goons
wo b3 da nt3m
make you no f-ck
wo b3 da nt3m
hit up my goons
wo b3 da nt3m
talk talk
wo b3 da nt3m

like i dont get it man
you dont get what
who the f-ck is this niqqa man
i dont kow man
he ain’t got no crib
he ain’t got no whip
he ain’t got no gun
he ain’t got no b-tch
ah
he ain’t even got no f-cking girls man
yh let em know man
ha!
boujeee
yh

second verse
i came in it solo
so i never dey watch any body
we only live once so niqqa thats yolo
you ain’t bout the hustle then niqqa shut up
man i was stressed
f-ckin depressed
it didn’t last
then i was blessed
see all my haters they asking for coins
when a niqqa was wildin you told me …..
tell a niqqa niqqa we up
yh
my checks getting bigger
we ain’t got no f-cking holiday we just concentrating on the paper
yhh
dollars and cefa
my boujee flow got the auto checks
ding ding thats a lotta recks
you dont f-ck with me
make you f-ck outta here
yh yh yh yh

yung mc
you dont me niqqa stop acting like you do
i’m coming in your hood with a whole lotta goons
you thinking you got me then you issa fool
popping bottles with my girls in the pool
boogie with the hoodie tryna act cool
you a kid in the game get your -ss back to school
you claim yo u a king i’m a god on the stool
i’m at your door
april fool
ha
bosses dont speak at all
cus money’s gon do the talking
whoo’
when you are up dont you fall
yhh
you gon ended balling and flexing
they where mocking at you when you fail
cus none believed in your story
whoo’
now they wanna part of the gain silence is golden bosses dont speak
uhh
ive made a whole lot outta pain
(paaain)
i believe thru the pain i will reign
(reeein)
the struggle ive made me man
(maaan)
and i’m asking this question again
bring on your rapper and see who gon wins
been thru alot cus i’m brave enough
i’m truly proud cos my past is rough
wait hold up thats enough

chorus
fu fu fu f-ck with ma goons
yhh
wo b3 da nt3m
make you no f-ck
wo b3 da nt3m
hit on my goons
wo b3 da nt3m
talk talk
wo b3 da nt3m
f-ck with ma goons
wo b3 da nt3m
make you no f-ck
wo b3 da nt3m
hit up my goons
wo b3 da nt3m
talk talk
wo b3 da nt3m
wo b3 da nt3m

wo b3 da nt3m
wo b3 da nt3m
wo b3 da nt3m

wo b3 da nt3m
wo b3 da nt3m

- kobe boujee

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