Ace Hood - Bugati lyrics

rate me

I go looking for you Haitians

I stay smoking on good Jamaican

I fuck bitches from different races

You get money they started hating

I woke up in a new Bugatti

I woke up in a new Bugatti

I woke up in a new Bugatti

I woke up in a new Bugatti

I woke up in a new Bugatti

Niggas be hating I’m rich as a bitch

100 K I spent that on my wrist

Two hundred dollars I spent that on YOUR bitch

You and your model put that on my list

Oh there he go with that Foreign again

Killing the … and calling it end

Murder she wrote, swallow a choke

Hit her and go home and call her again

Woke up early morning, crib as big as a college

Smoke me a pound of the loudest

Whipping some shit with no mileage

Diamonds cost me a fortune

Them horses all in them Porsches

You pussies can't handle or afford it

4,200 my mortgage

Balling on niggas like Kobe

Fuck all you haters, you bore me

Only the real get a piece of the plate

Ripping my CD I'm running my state

Hit me a pistol then run with the K's

Niggas want beef then I visit your place

I go looking for you Haitians

I stay smoking on good Jamaican

I fuck bitches from different races

You get money they started hating

I woke up in a new Bugatti

I woke up in a new Bugatti

I woke up in a new Bugatti

I woke up in a new Bugatti

I woke up in a new Bugatti

Yeah, and I’m at it again

There go that flow bringing tragedy in

Cough me your chain your salary spent

Niggas is sweeping them cavities in

Counting money, hourly trend

Rolling them skinnies like Olsen twins

Niggas is squares, cabin and pens

Neck full of gold Olympian shit

Niggas is blowing their checks on the gear

Fall on some pussy then hop on the leer

Shot with them choppers then back of the rear

Sak Pase, said them killers is here

Woke up early morning, mind is telling me money

Paper, mula, pockets is fat as a tumor

Billionaire nigga no rumor

Living my life off of a tuna

Wanted with me I deliver the beef

Real niggas only enjoying the feast

Pull up a seat, bon appetite

No Louis Vuitton when that run on your…

I go looking for you Haitians

I stay smoking on good Jamaican

I fuck bitches from different races

You get money they started hating

I woke up in a new Bugatti

I woke up in a new Bugatti

I woke up in a new Bugatti

I woke up in a new Bugatti

I woke up in a new Bugatti

Photographs of dope boys

Is all they take is finger prints on the Rolls Royce

Is why they hating push a button on these broke boys

It’s detonation, walked a road to riches bare feet

I watch mama struggle now she living care free

That's why I hustle for that half a Ki that’s 12 G's

I'm trying to bubble every summer a new LP

You gotta love me I got shooters out the D-league

Signing bonuses hit that man, that’s from dirty feet

Left in a puddle finger prints is on a hundred mill

And what it is? Ricky Rozay and Ace Hood

We hella Trill

Yeahhh...

I go looking for you Haitians

I stay smoking on good Jamaican

I fuck bitches from different races

You get money they started hating

I woke up in a new Bugatti

I woke up in a new Bugatti

I woke up in a new Bugatti

I woke up in a new Bugatti

I woke up in a new Bugatti

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