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Lil Durk、Meek Mill - Bougie (Explicit)
Jahlil Beats
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When I made it rich I went and bought a bentley b**ch b**ch
Walk into Saks Fifth like give me that and give me this gimme that
That's your Wednesday crush you know lil' fish done hit that sh*t uh s**t
You ain't gotta tell me I know n**gas envious uh hey
Count the cash while my lil' b**ch bounce her a** bounce that a**
Richard Mille cost 150 that's your stash that's your stash
Poppin' sh*t on Instagram that's your past that's your what
When we catch you out in traffic just don't crash brr brr brr
I got a bag I'm doing the most you n**gas is lame I am the goat
They wanted gas I'm giving 'em smoke jump off the jet get on the boat
I'm in a yacht I'm with a thot she giving me throat aw sh*t
Cut off the top rolls royce drop I get ghost skrt
Pull up in a what the f**k was that ho that ho
We still throwin' supermodels off the back bro back bro
Alley-oop my b**ch to harden I give her back bro back bro
And you better not send my b**ch back with her back broke back broke gang
First thing on my mind when I wake up is a check
In the trenches with my slimes they be trippin' off the X
When I'm gone off these dr*gs I don't think about my ex
And I ain't know that ho for long she asked for Audemars Piguet
Oh you want some diamonds you don't want no bag you're think you're bougie huh
And you don't want no Fashion Nova you want some gucci huh
And when we out I can't be seen 'cause I don't know who you f**ked
And why she think she playing me this sh*t be groupie love
Oh I think I'm bougie
Mike Amiri jeans cost me two Gs
I can't take her to the crib go get some room keys
Oh I think I'm bougie
Came a long way from the trenches ridin' CTA
From the chopper to the jet it look like GTA
And they say I won't be sh*t ain't make my GPA
And I heard his a** a rat I'm sippin' T-E-A oh
I thought you was my B-O-Y but your a** D-E-A
I used to walk with a 22 inside my kenzo
Paperwork came back too dirty gotta keep your head low
If he too loud and he too wild then he get paid for oh
I know some n**gas that take your head off for that bankroll
Lawyer money up to my dogs then it's case closed
Boy you just start sippin' we sold him karo
I popped some X I was geekin' I DMd J. Lo oh
Jimmy Kimmel in Chicago pull up late shows
They put Lil' Vernie in that chair you know he ate those
N**gas jumpin' d**k to d**k man I hate those
I remember I put a dime inside a Faygo
First thing on my mind when I wake up is a check
In the trenches with my slimes they be trippin' off the X
When I'm gone off these dr*gs I don't think about my ex
And I ain't know that ho for long she asked for Audemars Piguet
Oh you want some diamonds you don't want no bag you're think you're bougie huh
And you don't want no Fashion Nova you want some gucci huh
And when we out I can't be seen 'cause I don't know who you f**ked
And why she think she playing me this sh*t be groupie love
Oh I think I'm bougie
Mike Amiri jeans cost me two Gs
I can't take her to the crib go get some room keys
Oh I think I'm bougie