| MonstaBeatz
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| Yeah, uh
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| Yeah, push God, bitch, uh
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| Soon as I started getting money, was over for lectures
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| High as lieutenants, worked the spot, and they overprotective
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| I told them niggas hold it down, let me work for a second
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| I had some packs and made it stretch like a yoga instructor
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| Shit, I’m always finessing, it’s a whole 'nother setting
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| I have to double up on safes for this dough that I’m getting
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| Plus I just got another fifty, a whole 'nother blessing
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| Make sure you it’s a whole 'nother lesson
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| Had 'em over the edge, and legend has it, drought hit
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| I had to show 'em magic, charge high like they never had it
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| On God, spot cliquing, pack kicking like John Claw
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| My mission, got the hood in their own bar
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| Come on, dawg, my onslaught
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| Way more John Blaze, you on, dawg
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| Trust I’m good, I want her mouth, you want her heart
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| She double back to me all in all
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| On the low, though
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| She really couldn’t wait 'til I was solo
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| You tripping when you know that that’s a mojo
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| I ain’t never tripping over old flows
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| DC girl like a lil' go-go
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| Plus she on my body, that’s a go-go
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| I always catch her creeping under photos
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| They come a dime a dozen, talking boatloads
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| Boatloads, boatloads
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| When you from the city, they see you winning, they hate it
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| Hard to be concerned when I’m laughing and getting faded
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| I got twenty thoroughbreds, it be hard to just pick a favorite
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| She playing with my hair and she asking if she can braid it
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| Drama got a residence, he in Vegas, he wanna take 'em
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| I was tryna date her, but lately, she acting fake
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| Maybe I’m mistaken and she ain’t tryna be taken
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| I thought I was player, but damn, she might of played me
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| I got a shorty out in DC
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| And she rock the '99 D’s with the primary colors on 'em
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| Turnt all summer on 'em
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| Ayy, forget about what you call 'em
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| On the low, though
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| She really couldn’t wait 'til I was solo
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| You tripping when you know that that’s a mojo
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| I ain’t never tripping over old flows
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| DC girl like a lil' go-go
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| Plus she on my body, that’s a go-go
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| I always catch her creeping under photos
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| They come a dime a dozen, talking boatloads
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| Boatloads, boatloads |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Boatloads , by - Smoke DZA. Song from the album Homegrown, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп