Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Boom , by - Bodega Bamz. Release date: 23.08.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Boom |
| Ka-boom! |
| At the buzzer, yes! |
| Boom bow, boom bap, brr, stick 'em |
| Huh, right? |
| Nah, hit 'em |
| Boom shakalaka-laka, hit a nigga with the chopper |
| Boom shakalaka-laka, drop a nigga when I pop up |
| Boom bow, boom bap, brr, stick 'em |
| Huh, right? |
| Nah, hit 'em |
| Boom shakalaka-laka, hit a nigga with the chopper |
| Boom shakalaka-laka, drop a nigga when I pop up |
| I just pull up, get out and get all the hoes |
| (Boom shakalaka!) Look at all them hoes |
| How you know me, homie? |
| Don’t call me «bro» |
| You blew cash like me, don’t call me, crow |
| Any smoke with me, better make it known |
| He been hide all summer, better take this snow |
| I’m feeling you, but I demand some respect |
| 'cause I already spent your advance on a tech (Boom!) |
| Dance with the devil, I done sparred with the best |
| I done came out the east, getting love out west |
| Boom bow, boom bam, hit him |
| (Toting them, toting them choppers) Chick with him |
| If your man fall, you fall, stick with him |
| I don’t care if you stand up, sit with him |
| Out the mud, sandbox, piss, shit with him |
| I can tell who really got the bitch in 'em |
| Boom bow, boom bap, brr, stick 'em |
| Huh, right? |
| Nah, hit 'em |
| Boom shakalaka-laka, hit a nigga with the chopper |
| Boom shakalaka-laka, drop a nigga when I pop up |
| Boom bow, boom bap, brr, stick 'em |
| Huh, right? |
| Nah, hit 'em |
| Boom shakalaka-laka, hit a nigga with the chopper |
| Boom shakalaka-laka, drop a nigga when I pop up |
| Niggas 'bout it, 'bout it like Master P |
| Talk down on Papi, that’s blasphemy |
| Talk down on Rukkus, that’s blasphemy |
| Talk down on me, fuck blasphemy |
| Rat in peace, don’t ask for beef |
| Taking over Nova Scotia, better pass the trees |
| Disrespect, grab the tech, move foul, caught a rep |
| Better watch where you step, then I blast the piece, motherfucker |
| Throw him in the choke, gun smoke, the aroma |
| Still in the streets, but I party at the Mobile |
| I be posted up, never posing with a poser |
| Salute me, general, started as a soldier |
| Anyway, get away, local, howlin' |
| Speeding, laughing, shoot the gun sideways |
| Counting this money, feeling proper |
| When I lay a nigga down with the chopper |
| So don’t you bet me |
| I know that they want to behead me |
| So nigga, I’m ready |
| Don’t need to protect me |
| I’m gripped with the straps and machetes |
| So come on mafucker, come get me |
| Tanboys and The Sev be the mafucking fam |
| I’ll break a nigga jaw for my big brother Bamz |
| All Souls, Hunnid Keep It, that’s the mafucking clan |
| Thought we told ya that you can’t ban the tan, lil bitch |
| Boom bow, boom bap, brr, stick 'em |
| Huh, right? |
| Nah, hit 'em |
| Boom shakalaka-laka, hit a nigga with the chopper |
| Boom shakalaka-laka, drop a nigga when I pop up |
| Boom bow, boom bap, brr, stick 'em |
| Huh, right? |
| Nah, hit 'em |
| Boom shakalaka-laka, hit a nigga with the chopper |
| Boom shakalaka-laka, drop a nigga when I pop up |
| Pull up on 'em with the opps |
| Toting them, toting them choppers |
| Toting them, toting them, toting them choppers |
| Pull up on 'em with the opps |
| Toting them, toting them choppers |
| Pull up on 'em with the opps |
| Toting them, toting them choppers |
| Boom shakalaka! |