Boogz Boogetz - Bodega lyrics

rate me

Hitting this niggas by the Bodega

Baggin’ your bitch by the Bodega

Smoke my weed bout the Bodega

Red square nigga, I don’t know better

Might catch it out by the Bodega

I’ll be on the block by the Bodega

Niggas get shut by the Bodega

Red trap nigga I don’t know better

Hitting this nigga by the Bodega

Rain, hail, sleet in the snow weather

YR squad that’s forever

Real trap nigga in don’t know better

Running to the money, I’mma go get ‘em

Rally on set with the Bo. realer

You keep talking ‘bout free honey

Well he was locked you will send ‘em no letters

Coffee and split, that’s dirty

I ain’t no fuck that dirty

Got a white bitch like Fergie and I still round and round with that thirty

Came up in the flex, try to be funny, get stressed cuz I’ve been throw a lot

My niggas is balling, pull up a new fragrance, let’s been throw your block

On the road to the money, more fifties and hundreds

You with me or nah

My plagues from(?) calley

He orders the pounds and get shut the old block

I cook at the work and sit on a pie

And if you don’t know, you’re bitch it’s on that

Yeah

Hitting this niggas by the Bodega

Baggin’ your bitch by the Bodega

Smoke my weed bout the Bodega

Red square nigga, I don’t know better

Might catch it out by the Bodega

I’ll be on the block by the Bodega

Niggas get shut by the Bodega

Red trap nigga I don’t know better