Boondawg - Love & HipHop lyrics
[Boondawg - Love & HipHop lyrics]
They thought I couldn't go harder
Boonie ain't never gon' chart
I thought that i gave 'em that part
I'm, next up and that's word to my momma
Niggas talkin' but your last one
Boonie niggas think you soft, yeah
They say that you ain't really hard
They say that you all with the talk, yeah
All these niggas trynna test you
Niggas trynna check what's up, yeah
They say you stuntin' since dropped
Yeah But you ain't never really popped yeah
Alls my life wanted be one of few
To be one of them got to be none of you
To be none of u got to be me and I
'Til they finally want to be me, oh my
Dios mio I got some bils to pay
Get me a house in the hills I'd say
Creme de la creme all the meals I pray
That the lord keep on grabbing
The wheel for days
She said that he said that they said not
Me said that: "Boon don't even write shit
All a nigga do is bite shit"
He said that she said some peops
Heard how I said that-
On and on the chain goes
Rumours make me feel like django
All these niggas double faced
They be smilin' to your face
Turn they back they talkin' crazy
All these niggas they be shady
(All these niggas they be what?)
All these niggas they be shady
(All these niggas they be what?)
Alll these niggas they be shady
And that bitch she was like:
"Maybe, you are meant to be my baby"
Sorry but my feelings fade
See, you'll never be my lady
(You'll never be my what?)
You'll never be my baby
(You'll never be my what?)
You'll never be my baby
All you do is a distraction
Sabotaging all my actions
You ain't trynna make it happen
Why u cryin' when I'm rappin'
Why u cryin' cause I'm in the stu
Why u interruptin' when I'm in the booth
Say u want this Fendi and these bloody shoes
Trynna make it happen jus' for me and you
Why you all up in my phone
Why all up in my face
Why you all up in my zone
Why you throwin' all the shade
Why you wanna see ma pics
Baby I ain't with the shit's
Why we still doin' this
If all you fuckin' do is trip
Go get you a hobby, hit you a lick
I got bunch of stuff to do on my list
If you ain't with it babygirl this is it
I go Michael Jackson trill on that bitch
Next to blow baby im all in the mix
Rap game found the one like the knicks
Rest's lame only one on the list
Tell vanessa that im sorry, ya dig
She said, that he said, that they said
Not me said that: "This shit ain't audible
This shit just horrible"
He said, that she said, some peops heard
How I said that-
You know that's the vicious cycle, rumours
Make me feel like michael, oh yeah
All these niggas double faced
They be smilin' to your face
Turn they back they talkin' crazy
All these niggas they be shady
(All these niggas they be what?)
All these niggas they be shady
(All these niggas they be what?)
Alll these niggas they be shady
And that bitch she was like:
"Maybe, you are meant to be my baby"
Sorry but my feelings fade
See, you'll never be my lady
(You'll never be my what?)
You'll never be my baby
(You'll never be my what?)
You'll never be my baby
Uh this shit litty
I eat this beat licky, licky
I rep and die for my city
You crave and cry for that pussy
I fuckin' lie for ma pose
Never snitch on my people
I might as well drop a body
Fakes multiply we stay ego
Me and my bro went kollektiv
We changed the pace fuckin' drastic
We first came up with this draft ish
And now we plat' with no effort
I mean we back with this record
Might go blat! with this record
And since my finger on record
I fuckin' aim for these records (Lil bi)
Niggas ain't - (what?)
These niggas dissin' from eye to eye man
Niggas ain't - (what?)
These niggas ain't dissin' from
Eye to eye man
First they be dissin' than ridin', silence
Haters to fans yeah from time to time
Cause they know that boonie's
The next in line
And I get these niggas inspired, inspired and
Niggas ain't - (what?)
These niggas dissin' from eye to eye man
Niggas ain't - (what?)
These niggas ain't dissin' from
Eye to eye man
First they be dissin' than ridin', silence
Haters to fans yeah from time to time
Cause they know that boonie's
The next in line
And I get these niggas inspired, inspired and
Niggas ain't- (what?)
Boonie ain't never gon' chart
I thought that i gave 'em that part
I'm, next up and that's word to my momma
Niggas talkin' but your last one
Boonie niggas think you soft, yeah
They say that you ain't really hard
They say that you all with the talk, yeah
All these niggas trynna test you
Niggas trynna check what's up, yeah
They say you stuntin' since dropped
Yeah But you ain't never really popped yeah
Alls my life wanted be one of few
To be one of them got to be none of you
To be none of u got to be me and I
'Til they finally want to be me, oh my
Dios mio I got some bils to pay
Get me a house in the hills I'd say
Creme de la creme all the meals I pray
That the lord keep on grabbing
The wheel for days
She said that he said that they said not
Me said that: "Boon don't even write shit
All a nigga do is bite shit"
He said that she said some peops
Heard how I said that-
On and on the chain goes
Rumours make me feel like django
All these niggas double faced
They be smilin' to your face
Turn they back they talkin' crazy
All these niggas they be shady
(All these niggas they be what?)
All these niggas they be shady
(All these niggas they be what?)
Alll these niggas they be shady
And that bitch she was like:
"Maybe, you are meant to be my baby"
Sorry but my feelings fade
See, you'll never be my lady
(You'll never be my what?)
You'll never be my baby
(You'll never be my what?)
You'll never be my baby
All you do is a distraction
Sabotaging all my actions
You ain't trynna make it happen
Why u cryin' when I'm rappin'
Why u cryin' cause I'm in the stu
Why u interruptin' when I'm in the booth
Say u want this Fendi and these bloody shoes
Trynna make it happen jus' for me and you
Why you all up in my phone
Why all up in my face
Why you all up in my zone
Why you throwin' all the shade
Why you wanna see ma pics
Baby I ain't with the shit's
Why we still doin' this
If all you fuckin' do is trip
Go get you a hobby, hit you a lick
I got bunch of stuff to do on my list
If you ain't with it babygirl this is it
I go Michael Jackson trill on that bitch
Next to blow baby im all in the mix
Rap game found the one like the knicks
Rest's lame only one on the list
Tell vanessa that im sorry, ya dig
She said, that he said, that they said
Not me said that: "This shit ain't audible
This shit just horrible"
He said, that she said, some peops heard
How I said that-
You know that's the vicious cycle, rumours
Make me feel like michael, oh yeah
All these niggas double faced
They be smilin' to your face
Turn they back they talkin' crazy
All these niggas they be shady
(All these niggas they be what?)
All these niggas they be shady
(All these niggas they be what?)
Alll these niggas they be shady
And that bitch she was like:
"Maybe, you are meant to be my baby"
Sorry but my feelings fade
See, you'll never be my lady
(You'll never be my what?)
You'll never be my baby
(You'll never be my what?)
You'll never be my baby
Uh this shit litty
I eat this beat licky, licky
I rep and die for my city
You crave and cry for that pussy
I fuckin' lie for ma pose
Never snitch on my people
I might as well drop a body
Fakes multiply we stay ego
Me and my bro went kollektiv
We changed the pace fuckin' drastic
We first came up with this draft ish
And now we plat' with no effort
I mean we back with this record
Might go blat! with this record
And since my finger on record
I fuckin' aim for these records (Lil bi)
Niggas ain't - (what?)
These niggas dissin' from eye to eye man
Niggas ain't - (what?)
These niggas ain't dissin' from
Eye to eye man
First they be dissin' than ridin', silence
Haters to fans yeah from time to time
Cause they know that boonie's
The next in line
And I get these niggas inspired, inspired and
Niggas ain't - (what?)
These niggas dissin' from eye to eye man
Niggas ain't - (what?)
These niggas ain't dissin' from
Eye to eye man
First they be dissin' than ridin', silence
Haters to fans yeah from time to time
Cause they know that boonie's
The next in line
And I get these niggas inspired, inspired and
Niggas ain't- (what?)