Boost Mobile Song Lyrics
Boost Mobile by Jet Life This for my niggas how got a mouth full of goals
Right here my nigga
On the trill nigga to hab on this beat after me, my nigga
On the real niggas better have all this bear after me my nigga
Life,
I flow water, baby bouche
I swear this dumn niggas on his clich?
But dumb boys know that they right, dumb boys they know they real
No I speak cr*p, dumb boys know what it is
Alright let me stop f**king around and hold me down from my set
Every since rock the road that man calling me the trofe
I use to have a houpie to spin alone his cube
I finely got a Iphone to hit this BT buse
But it make me hella money, boy my shut blocks the prof
I grow up in a hole when niggas rapping so roaf
Well own hole lot of rib but still I have uncle Snoop
Aint never clear thugs I always try to play to cool
But if this mother f**king me then with this motherf**ker you
And I try to school that nigga, its crazy
Cuz they aint listen
They probably way to broke, way to broke to pay attention
This hard to talk sh*t, way to busy belly my business
Been humble way too long now Im stunning on them b**ches
Its me against the world, sh*t Im such o broke nigga
And during summer its gonna be a cold
A different road on the night, thats what you call pimping
This roar tell me that a got a number God giving
The bumb ht that she give she can judge niggas
A boss nigga running from my dogs nigga
They try to put me on and I go off nigga
Up straight off nigga, talking bout G on nigga
I might e too real for main street
And try to keep that rap she came but they dont feel me the way they made
My people got to eat em, try to touch some nigga cheese
I got a b**ch thats on my hips, she hustle just like me
Remember that one night they try to murder a boy
Remember being want and be searching for
They say they got a sail, no ?
My homies got some pounds on some birds form
My eyes cherry all like my ?
I remember possing up getting that ?
Can they say halla bake, dont you take too long
Be back in 24 hours, thats what I do boy
Cuz I aint never be no dug baby, no b**ch, no f**k nigga
I do the sh*t for my hood nigga, my blood niggas, dont compare
Then cups nigga, em brokes nigga, em black boys, you know
And keep em tools on em
Hey you know I kept that tool on me
I cant lie, thank God for that motherf**ker Boost mobile
This gonna be round and round smoke ?
Talking bout nigga mad on em
Bumping that style beat
And he round to the sea
Dont believe me just ask somebody nigga
Life, slow water, bbay buche
That time to introduce them to heir bouche