Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song 24 Hours, artist - A Boogie Wit da Hoodie.
Date of issue: 20.05.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
24 Hours |
How you gon' treat me like I’m see-through? |
Seven days a week, I wanna |
Baby, when I see you, I’ma |
These bitches always want somethin' from me |
It’s way different every time it’s me and you |
You loved me when I was bummy, now I got money |
Baby, let me freeze you |
I said, «Get your pretty ass right here, 'cause I miss you» |
Get up in your bag, ass fat, Gucci swimsuit |
Know you got it bad when you’re stuck in the house |
And you keep on thinkin' how these other niggas did you |
You don’t even wanna call my line |
Turned sherm 'cause you said, «I wanna fuck all day» |
Saint Laurent on but I’m a Louis wearin' ass nigga |
Burned True Religions, been slumped Balmains |
Singin' nigga but I will get you rolled on |
Don’t make my niggas feel a way, ain’t hurt no one in so long |
They wanna off me |
But I got so much money, if I react, they’ll say I’m so wrong |
(You loved me when I was bummy, now I got money) |
(Baby, slide by) |
Don’t you play with me, I wanna see you |
How you gon' treat me like I’m see-through? |
(See-through) |
Five hundred thousand dollar cars when I pleased you (Five hundred thousand |
dollars) |
Twenty-four hours, baby, twelve times two (Twenty-four hours, baby) |
Seven days a week I wanna see you (Seven days a week, I wanna) |
How you gon' treat me like I’m see-through? |
(When I see you) |
Five hundred thousand dollar cars when I pleased you (Five hundred thousand |
dollars) |
Twenty-four hours, baby, twelve times two (Twenty-four hours, baby) |
I be tellin' you all the things I wanna do to you |
Kissin' on the inside of your thighs, got you swimming pool |
Lickin' every hole on your body, got you shakin' too |
Like when you in control of the bed, look what you make me do |
Kiss me, lick me, hug me, fuck me, while I |
Get the Maybach truck, she said, «It's ugly, but I’ll try» |
Tell you, «I love you» before I take off, ain’t no Wi-Fi |
Soon as I land, I check my texts and the reply |
The trenches, I love you, ain’t got no bitches |
Let’s get it, got a real nigga in they feelings |
I’m healin', I just wanna see you, I ain’t really with the distance |
Wanna lick between all your toes, not to mention |
I seen her with her wig off, she comfortable |
I never cared about your past or who was fuckin' you |
And I know that shit forever when I’m touchin' you |
Put my daughter in your stomach at the W |
I wanna see you |
How you gon' treat me like I’m see-through? |
Five hundred thousand dollar cars when I pleased you (Five hundred thousand, |
baby) |
Twenty-four hours, baby, twelve times two (Twenty-four hours, baby) |
Seven days a week I wanna see you (Seven days a week, I wanna see you) |
How you gon' treat me like I’m see-through? |
(When I see you) |
Five hundred thousand dollar cars when I pleased you (Five hundred thousand) |
Twenty-four hours, baby, twelve times two (Twenty-four hours, baby) |
Seven days a week, I wanna (Seven days a week, I wanna) |
I just want you to know |
You don’t even wanna call me «Artist» no more |
That type of bitch that can’t nobody own |
Gettin' money, that type of time she be on |
What’s up? |
You know I’m ballin' but I miss ya |