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Thug Love By A Boogie Wit da Hoodie It’s crazy, you’re still pretty when you cry We got London on the track She want that thug love, yeah But this ain’t no f------ love song It’s crazy you’re still pretty when you cry Push your panty strings over to the side Gon’ wake up and hit it, why you got your thong on? Yeah You tellin’ me that you want thug love But you don’t even kiss me when we making love And that’s how I knew that you was a dog I cannot blame you I can’t even lie, I was the same, too I might be the reason, yeah, I changed you Girl, I never meant to play you Now you don’t trust n----- (Trust n-----) The same way I don’t trust b------ (Trust b------) I ain’t gon’ lie, I was a dog, n---- (Dog) A thug n---- with a heart (A thug n---- with a heart) N----- finna send shots tryna get even Headshot, leave you like a vegetable with needles, yeah Rattin’, that’s gon’ make them n----- run up on your people, yeah, yeah Can’t be eatin’ on no cheese, that’s it, n-

Cinderella Story By A Boogie Wit da Hoodie It’s a hood n---- story (It’s a hood n---- story) But you like Cinderella stories, too (But you like Cinderella stories too) And, girl, you know I f--- with you (Girl, you know I f--- with you) Text you in the morning like, “What’s up, ugly?” But to us that means you’re beautiful (To us that means you’re beautiful) But you should keep that s--- between us two (Keep that s--- between us two) Girl, I want you, mm (Girl, I want you) I’m on your body (Your body, ah) My vibe is your body (My vibe is your body) There’s something we should talk about, mm (Let’s talk about it), yeah ‘Cause I might need you around me (‘Cause I might need you around me) They hate on me like I was born rich (I wasn’t born rich), yeah But I’m just now gettin’ used to ballin’ (I’m just now gettin’ used to ballin’), yeah She just want Cinderella stories (Stories), yeah Glass slippers by Balmain (Glass slippers by Balmain), yeah She’s nasty (Oh) And she’s

Me and My Guitar By A Boogie Wit da Hoodie Yeah, I loved her too hard, she left me here with this guitar You can try stealing my heart, it’s already gone You can tell something is wrong, just leave me alone I don’t even know where to start, I’m just done Used to being in my room with you Now you’re gone, I only see you through the phone now, where did you go? I should’ve never told you leave me alone, I guess you took it to the heart Yeah, let’s go It’s just me and this guitar, playing this song You can try stealing my heart, it’s already gone You can tell something is wrong, just leave me alone I don’t even know where to start, I’m just done Used to being in my room with you, now you’re gone Oh, I only see you through a phone now, where did you go? I should’ve never told you, “Leave me alone” I guess you took it to the heart when I said, “Leave me a-” Sweat going down to my balls, I’m having withdrawals Crazy baby yell at my scars shaped in hearts Lamborghini Uru

Might Not Give Up By A Boogie Wit da Hoodie Y’all just love me for my lifestyle, baby Y’all just love me for my lifestyle, uh Y’all just love me for my – Rock star lifestyle might not give up Wake up everyday next to different b------ Now I’m still thinking ’bout the times I was wit’ ya Used to see me broke, now you looking at me lit up Rock star lifestyle might not give up Wakin’ up next to different b------ Nine times out of ten I probably won’t miss her N----- want the juice so they movin’ like Bishop Elliante got me iced out, yeah, yeah I ain’t nothin’ like a rapper, I’m a artist Hundred for a show is light now, light-light And I need my money right now, swear to God, yeah F--- a forty, with a knife I’m crazy He was frontin’, left blood on the pavement I was never that boy you should play with That’s word to my dawgs, I’ma stay rich I’m livin’ the good life, no complainin’ (Complainin’, yeah) P--- stars in my backyard like the slave ship Took a blue pill, f

Numbers By A Boogie Wit da Hoodie We got London on da Track You mad, n----, your adrenaline rushin’, it feel like a bus, but I’m whippin’ the Wraith Got my head to the ceiling, want me in my feelings, only got me feelin’ a way I ain’t sayin’ I’m addicted, Adderall prescripted, f--- it ’cause I don’t feel the pain Let a n---- touch my chain, f--- it, n----, kill him, f--- it, they can take me away I got my dawgs in this b----, I know they gon’ shoot s--- up And my lil’ brother turned to a drummer Walked him outside, now he got the llama I took that Maybach where the J’s at Tell my brothers ball a hundred summers All my n----- know run up them numbers F--- it, run up them numbers (Yeah) Run up them numbers OKC, you don’t want no thunder The old Tracy McGrady, the one OKC, you don’t want no thunder, yeah Christian the sweater Okay, Christian Dior the sweater The double R came with the umbrella When I put the hoodie on, it get realer, yeah Put a hundred thousand in

Stain By A Boogie Wit da Hoodie Pooh, you a fool for this one Go Grizz Put a stain on a n---- if he Squat made the beat Yeah Put a stain on a n---- if he touch me, yeah Two hunnid on my neck, ain’t gotta tuck it, yeah They just hatin’ ’cause I’m up and b------ love me, yeah Remember when we used to wear the Polo rugby I’m just sayin’, “Why you actin like a ho?” yeah Get the Draco and the drum and it’s a goat, yeah All I needed was some paper and some tote, yeah All it took to get a n---- smoked, yeah I get money and you don’t, I just did like five platinums in a row I’m that n----, no cappin’, I’m a goat All these n----- flow jackin’ and I know And your b---- layin’, yeah, she wanna kick it YSL wearin’ a-- n---- in a Benz seat And your girlfriend keep plottin’ on my wishlist Have her stuck, yeah, had to stuff her in a frenzy Ooh, she love it, f-----’ and s-----’ d---, yeah Now she trippin’, talkin’ ’bout she wanna kiss me I was busy, I was tryna bum giffies

Hit Em’ Up By A Boogie Wit da Hoodie Ooh, yeah, yeah You know how we pullin’ up (It’s JoeFromYO) Yeah (Elo on the beat) You know how we pullin’ up We might not be big, but you can’t fight no bullets, so don’t try to bully us F--- around and catch a headshot, red dot, hit ’em up And even with my eyes closed now, I see how they don’t f--- with us But, f--- it, you know me, you know I’m gon’ run it up, plus I’m gon’ double up, up, up I used to be regular, now I’m a young n---- stackin’ my Benjie’s up, up, up They call me a singer, I’m rapping with melodies, n----, like, na-na-na, na-na And I’m a bread winner, yeah, n----, so I’m stacking my cheddar up, up, up You know how we pullin’ up, yeah, n----, you know how we- Give it up I swear n----, you a dead, dead n----, you tried to set me up N----- be scared, they go to the feds and they start to singing, na, na, na Be careful with these rat n----- out here actin’ like they with you, nah, nah, nah It’s only my n-----, we g

DTB 4 Life By A Boogie Wit da Hoodie (It’s JoeFromYO) (SephGotTheWaves) Yeah, thinkin’ ’bout you, I catch chills, my n---- S--- ain’t been the same since they killed my n---- Broski doin’ time, it get real, my n---- I just hope you hold it down, just don’t squeal, my… yeah I’m DTB for life, no, I can’t trust my b------ I can’t even trust my girl ’cause I’m a f----- up n----, yeah And if you say you trust me, girl, you lied ‘Cause I can’t even trust myself, I don’t know why you waste time in your feelings, yeah I’m DTB forever, on God, I don’t trust b------ I don’t even trust my girl, I still try to f--- her friends and s--- That n----’s movin’ while gettin’ live I don’t even wanna talk to nobody, I got a feelin’ the feds listenin’ She told me I’m not myself no more And I swear I know exactly who I am Girl, just love me for the differences She told me she don’t want me around How could you feel that way, baby? Especially after all this time with you Now it’s DTB

Calm Down (Bittersweet) By A Boogie Wit da Hoodie We got London on da Track Can we calm down and make love? Get it poppin’ in the back of your Bentley truck That vroom-vroom, that ooh-ooh, let’s make up Don’t know why I can’t let you go wit’ no one Nah, no one ‘Cause I don’t wanna fuss and fight (Yeah) Oh baby, I wanna go ride it all night (Yeah) Oh You’re dangerous Perfect hips in every single pic, you got your angles up I admit that I am not the best for you, no lie, feel fake as f--- (Yeah) And you don’t even smile no more, why so serious? And you don’t wanna come around no more Can you just wait up? I can make you feel like a star if I f--- you in a spaceship That new-new double R truck so spacious And I know we stay up but Can we calm down and make love? (Make love) Get it poppin’ in the back of your Bentley truck (‘ley truck) That vroom-vroom, that ooh-ooh, let’s make up Don’t know why I can’t let you go wit’ no one Nah, no one ‘Cause I don’t wanna fus

Another Day Gone By A Boogie Wit da Hoodie On Goyard luggages, I’m blowin’ your budget How you gon’ tell me I’m bugging when I came from nothing? Even if you don’t love me, don’t change for nothing But why wouldn’t you love me? You keep some lighters in your bag Couple of grams in my lap and we’ll keep grooving You keep wasting your time worried ’bout – Worried ’bout another day gone, you’re tired But you got God on your side, so you keep moving You keep wastin’ your time rightin’ your wrongs Another day gone, another day gone If I ever call you my baby, girl, I mean you really my baby And I can’t (Yeah, yeah), can’t even stop Thinkin’ ’bout you, I’m addicted, I swear I ain’t even tripping ‘Cause you could’ve been (Yeah) Bartendin’, you could’ve been stripping or even (Yeah) Out here f------ somebody just to get even ‘Cause no matter where I go, you think I’m cheating And I know you miss me, girl, ’cause my diamonds shine bright like the moonlight, yeah You ain’t

I said, “You can go” When I wanted you to stay I think it’s my fault Oh, I think I made you this way (Made you this way) Now get up in your bag ‘Cause we don’t belong together (‘Cause we don’t belong together) When a good girl goes bad (Oh, oh) She’s gone forever I know all the good girls go bad crazy How you good girls go bad crazy? How the pretty girls don’t ask when I’m runnin’ ’round with they pants off Crazy how you put me in the friend zone Now you wanna f--- me ’cause you know I got my bands up, yeah Yeah, let’s go Can’t trust me no more Girl, I might be no good for you You might be better off alone But she love matching outfits from Saint Laurent I spoiled her so much, she got sick of wearin’ Louis Vuitton Even when your hair undone and it’s tied up, you’re fine All the good girls go bad, nah-nah-nah-nah-nah Tell her, “You beautiful” every day just to remind her Said, “I want you to stay” It’s my fault, yeah I think I made you this way Now get up in

Blood On My Denim By A Boogie Wit da Hoodie It’s JoeFromYo I thought every girl I had was the one (Uh, huh), but she was not it It’s kind of funny all these b------ just be thottin’ (Thottin’) If I do the same thing, you’d say I’m not s--- (Not s---) I could do the same thing and leave you cryin’ (Cryin’) She got a little deeper through the process (Process) Still addicted to the streets, can’t hide it (Hide it) Walk around with two Glizzy’s in my pocket (Pocket) I really cocked it, flip a n---- like a socket (Socket) N----, way before the fame we was wildin’ Then they killed my n---- Quado from the projects (Projects) And it’s a shame, all the b------ that was curvin’ I see the same damn names in my comments (Comments) She was lookin’ O.D. from her side eyes Say she ain’t an eater, oh she lied, oh she lied-lied Woke up to three b------ in my bed Made me say it three times, “Oh you fine, oh you fine-fine” I ain’t rockin’ with no ho n----- or bozo That’s a no-no, n

R.O.D. By A Boogie Wit da Hoodie Me and you naked, baby I wanna taste it I won’t ever say s--- You’re not my favorite I swear, I can picture us naked I swear, I swear, I wanna taste it only if I say if I care Then I care, I don’t just say s--- Baby, let’s get naked You ain’t gotta worry ’bout s--- Just be my ride or die b---- Yeah, yeah, nah, nah (girl) You the type I’m fine with Yeah, just hold it down, do not switch My ride or die b---- This DTB no I don’t trust b------ And, I don’t mean no disrespect, ’cause you know I love women Yeah girl, I know we got problems, but I hate discussin’em If I f--- with ya, girl then I f--- with ya This time, this time, I wanna make love to ya Don’t you switch sides, baby, I ain’t done with you Just help me get by, get by these trust issues I swear, I swear, I feel uncomfortable Cause I used to call you my baby, but now I’m a dove to you Used to pull up on you with flowers, show you my love for you You know, we both from th

Right Back By A Boogie Wit da Hoodie Billboard Hitmakers Go Griz Hitmaka Squat made the beat How the f--- I fall for this s---? Yeah N----- getting robbed, get hit And n----- acting blind to this s--- I had to open up my eyes and get rich, yeah I might f--- up my money then I’m gon’ get it right back If you f--- with my money then you gon’ get hit like that I grew up in the jungle grew up where lions fall back Grew up playin’ with 22s, now I got twenty-two straps Don’t be childish, boy you wildin’, don’t be wildin’ Melodies come out the trap, like na-na-na-na crucify you, get you crossed up (Crossed up) And if they hit, we hitting right back Yeah, I never lie (I never lie) And they say money change you, I think they right, yeah (I think they right, yeah) Yeah, at least I tried (At least I tried) And even if they miss, we coming right back Yeah, I never lie (I never lie) And they say money change you, I think they right, yeah (I think they right, yeah) Yeah, at

Luv Is Art By A Boogie Wit da Hoodie Yeah, if you hold me down, then I’m gonna hold you down But if my money is gone, would you still be around? I was one side over, I had to hold you down Woah, woah, yeah Okay, let’s get it now And I was just up in Starlet’s, feel like a privilege now Me and my boys so deep, no, we not sittin’ down Yeah, I was one side over, I had to hold you down And me and Bubba the only n----- goin’ round for round But if you hold me down, then I’m gonna hold you down But if my money is gone, would you still be around? I don’t know what you doin’ when I’m not around You don’t know what I’m doin’, when I’m out of town The last time I f----- you, you was mad I was rubbin’ lotion on your body and your a-- Bought you a whole bunch of fly s--- so you can brag And when your friends talk about me, you be so mad But, you know my body, girl, you know me You know my body, girl, you know me Yeah, yeah, you already felt it And I already seen you naked

Streets Don’t Love You By A Boogie Wit da Hoodie I was there and I ain’t never I was hurtin’ but I ain’t need you Streets never, mhm Streets don’t love you, they turn they back on you Streets don’t love you, they turn they back on you They turn they back on you Streets don’t love you, they killed Quado Streets don’t love you, they killed Beasty Let my n----- come home tomorrow Don’t just let them see me on TV Let my n----- up out that you know You don’t even know how I be thinkin’ that s--- crazy Let my broski know now, my bros, yeah Let my n----- come home tomorrow Free V12, yo I remember when we was like 12 we went through hell, yo Back when n----- was gettin’ they biggies and they Pells took B------ used to curve me, used to swerve me, n----, now look They ain’t never want me now they askin’ to get they nails done I know I smell like dope, they gassin’ me tellin’ me I smell good Passin’ me the p----, I passed it to my homie real quick Audacity to ask me ’bout

A Boogie Wit da Hoodie – King Of My City Lyrics I’m from the Bronx, not Benny I swear I don’t even know why I did it AP cost a hunnid and fifty I be feeling like I’m drowning with it (Drowning with it) (He be trying to ride the wave You should be afraid that you don’t drown in it I be feeling like the king of my city From the Bronx, not Benny yeah, yeah) 500K that’s just on the Richie My n---- you don’t wanna play with my city N----- die everyday in my city Whole lotta young, wild n----- (He be trying to ride the wave You should be afraid that you might drown in it) I be feeling like the king of my city And every n---- with me wearing Amiri Headshot like POW! n---- Headshot like pow n---- Hit him twice make sure you don’t miss him Them bullets in this pistol look like a missile Headshot like POW! n---- Hit ’em up, man down, n---- Send a n---- on a m------------ mission It’s f----- up, yeah I know they gone miss him I am not with it, yeah Try to play with me