Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song My Boys, artist - Young Scooter. Date of issue: 02.02.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
My Boys |
| Count it up with my boys |
| Ran it up with my boys |
| Whip bandanas with my boys |
| East Atlanta them my boys |
| Buy purple for my boys |
| Pass squirters to my boys |
| Young Scooter be my woadie |
| And I’m not from Magnolia |
| But I fuck her with my boys |
| I mingle with my boys |
| I’m living with my boys |
| And I can tell you I know it |
| I can tell, I swear to God |
| I can tell |
| If you ain’t my boy |
| You need to get the fuck from 'round here |
| Don’t need you in my presence, nigga |
| I can tell who you is |
| Thugger, that’s my boy |
| You witness me fuck up a whole mill |
| Street money, nigga, I ain’t got no fucking record deal |
| Leaning like a fool, point punched from doctor Phil |
| Take a good look at my ice, it’s all real |
| Took a look back at my life |
| Don’t know how I live |
| I let my boy, D.D., by street, you know he kill |
| Count it up with my boys |
| Ran it up with my boys |
| Whip bandanas with my boys |
| East Atlanta them my boys |
| Buy purple for my boys |
| Pass squirters to my boys |
| Young Scooter be my woadie |
| And I’m not from Magnolia |
| But I fuck her with my boys |
| I mingle with my boys |
| I’m living with my boys |
| And I can tell you I know it |
| I can tell, I swear to God |
| I can tell |
| I went with the same niggas from day one |
| And the loyalty over royalty, we don’t care about that |
| Birds don’t fly for the flocking, yo |
| Every right or wrong, we be still whatever |
| That B.M.G. |
| shit, I’m putting faces on stretchers |
| My nigga Young Scooter for neffa |
| Split pack with the ran, no presser |
| A lot of money in our pocket |
| Tell the bitch there is no pressure |
| Now, you can say what you want |
| But it look so we making all the noise |
| Two part shit, ain’t making shit without my boys! |
| Count it up with my boys |
| Ran it up with my boys |
| Whip bandanas them my boys |
| East Atlanta with my boys |
| Buy purple for my boys |
| Pass squirters to my boys |
| Young Scooter be my woadie |
| And I’m not from Magnolia |
| But I fuck her with my boys |
| I mingle with my boys |
| I’m living with my boys |
| And I can tell you I know it |
| I can tell, I swear to God |
| I can tell |
| In my whole round, wammy, and my boys stop for me |
| The little pricks, they should think they cowboys how I fuck with them niggas |
| Hit a sissy for a half a zip, my boy have seven grams |
| Keep it real with you bruh, cut my heart with my right hand |
| Take a look, cause you are on hell’s road now |
| I’m telling you, you can’t trust no damn fool, so nigga |
| You been black, no bitch, never been no bitch |
| If they fuck with you, boy, I unload every stick |
| Count it up with my boys |
| Ran it up with my boys |
| Whip bandanas with my boys |
| East Atlanta them my boys |
| Buy purple for my boys |
| Pass squirters to my boys |
| Young Scooter be my woadie |
| And I’m not from Magnolia |
| But I fuck her with my boys |
| I mingle with my boys |
| I’m living with my boys |
| And I can tell you I know it |
| I can tell, I swear to God |
| I can tell |
| Skeeted up with my niggas |
| Get richer with my niggas |
| Fishscale fishes for dinner |
| Balenciagas the winners |
| Sing a rhythm with my nigga, with your bitch on a crystal |
| She caught him leaving with club and blowed it like whistles |
| I won’t hurt nobody |
| All my niggas rocking like a cut out stocking |
| Screaming free Pibb, no rocket |
| I wan’t all the choppas |
| Came up with my nigga Willie |
| Stay gone you fuck niggas |
| You ain’t my bro, you a fuck nigga |
| Count it up with my boys |
| Ran it up with my boys |
| Whip bandanas with my boys |
| East Atlanta them my boys |
| Buy purple for my boys |
| Pass squirters to my boys |
| Young Scooter be my woadie |
| And I’m not from Magnolia |
| But I fuck her with my boys |
| I mingle with my boys |
| I’m living with my boys |
| And I can tell you I know it |
| I can tell, I swear to God |
| I can tell |