Dubb - Bodega & Liquor Stores lyrics
rate meBodega and liquor stores, dashes and switches roll
Like LA and ...could tell by the finite
On the black women test and said …
Girl all in the hood, I’m still throwing up
Bodega and liquor stores, dashes and switches roll
Like LA and ...could tell by the finite
On the black women test and said …
Girl all in the hood, I’m still throwing up
Bodega and liquor stores
Same shit is different cos objects are walk in our projects where we getting smoke
In the back shutting craps, needed that with a Ceo
Got crack in the ego, empty but got time to reload
Catch you in Manhattan then get in a train in the station
By a box on the hustle, rebel for possible waiting
Look I usually wear chucks but I had to throw all my chains
Cuz I ain’t use with the snow
Only snow I know is the …
Shutter and stife to the pipe, clearly I’m stuck in this life
And spend this bitch to this highs
We had the black means on rights
We chick from Maley coa, we usually eating that homie
But coat to coat and get stove
Fuck it they kept the lights on
Judge me if they know I was wrong, but free my niggas was righter’s
And get out the twins towers won and polute all the writers
All the nights in the streets for a better life for my …
Make sure he’s a fan, fuck the fans …
Nigga is on
Bodega and liquor stores, dashes and switches roll
Like LA and ...could tell by the finite
On the black women test and said …
Girl all in the hood, I’m still throwing up
Bodega and liquor stores, dashes and switches roll
Like LA and ...could tell by the finite
On the black women test and said …
Girl all in the hood, I’m still throwing up
Bodega and liquor store I’m the best from all Spanish
Hold on, now give me, give me aah
And your packet is a rabbit yeah
We ain’t have the same …
Come on to that up and down …
My nigga I love the way you go bang and banging
W rather go with the badest bitches and traffic cuz motherfucker nothing last a minute
We check for lay, ride upon me with heals
I get a store and I will say how I feel
My homies get all the rest, remember time in Minnesota
By the night in two hours, they thought they needed Joe Coker
But the boot never works
And even thou they compare I’m still fly after the worst play
Shut up you, can’t compare, dream it, soon as I’m stuck on this play
I hear my mama screaming, heey my essay is like …
Soon as I’m feeling, I’m getting yours now …
Bodega and liquor stores, dashes and switches roll
Like LA and ...could tell by the finite
On the black women test and said …
Girl all in the hood, I’m still throwing up
