MO3, Boosie Badazz - Apartment lyrics

[MO3, Boosie Badazz - Apartment lyrics]

Oh, yeah (What up, JMon?)
MO3, I'm out them apartments for real, nigga
Skrrt (Shit) uh
Yeah

Baby, pardon me
I'm just a young nigga from the 'partments
I can't lie, bitch
I'm so solid and so heartless
I'm duckin' charges, tryna cop a new Ferrari
But right now
Speedin' in that brand new Aston Martin
We in the 'partments
Get that fetty cleaned, money laundry
Big ol' 40, got it in the glove department
I'm from the 'partments, in the 'partments

I'm sorry big ol' 223 and plus a carbine
One-five chopper on me, I won't argue
I'm ridin' harder, nigga
Something like a Harley
And I'll smoke a bitch nigga
Like I'm Bob Marley, yeah
We was starving
I had a Dr king dream, but I'm not Martin
Was tryna cop a chain and ring
So we started robbing
Now I stuff fifty in my jeans
And these hoes Robins
They say I been picking up weight, bitch
I need a dolly
I'm probably with your bitch wiping her face
She done got sloppy
Followed by two big Chevrolets and I
Keep big sticks in the Masi'
75K for this new drip, hope you don't slip
Tell 'em be cautious wah ah ah ah ah ah

Baby, pardon me
I'm just a young nigga from the 'partments
I can't lie, bitch
I'm so solid and so heartless
I'm duckin' charges, tryna cop a new Ferrari
But right now
Speedin' in that brand new Aston Martin
We in the 'partments
Get that fetty cleaned, money laundry
Big ol' 40, got it in the glove department
I'm from the 'partments, in the 'partments

From them apartments door 112, building 2
Pissed off watchin' my cousin lil Duke
Boosie Boo from them apartments yes, I am
I was right there with Lil Donkey
Caught that murder and got slammed
Sprayed his name on our apartment
For that L he got, nigga
'Cause you gone, but we
Hustle strong, never stop, nigga
Find one mil' we feed each
Other with a crawfish, nigga
Polaroid pictures of my hitters
Who I walked with, nigga
In them apartments
Pardon my language, it's too gangster, G
Lil' pussy nigga flippin'
Tried the gang on me
We was out the same apartment
Everybody tryna go fed
This nigga trip, pardon me, but he dead
In them apartments

Baby, pardon me
I'm just a young nigga from the 'partments
I can't lie, bitch
I'm so solid and so heartless
I'm duckin' charges, tryna cop a new Ferrari
But right now
Speedin' in that brand new Aston Martin
We in the 'partments
Get that fetty cleaned, money laundry
Big ol' 40, got it in the glove department
I'm from the 'partments, in the 'partments
Baby, pardon me
I'm just a young nigga from the 'partments
I can't lie, bitch
I'm so solid and so heartless
I'm duckin' charges, tryna cop a new Ferrari
But right now
Speedin' in that brand new Aston Martin
We in the 'partments
Get that fetty cleaned, money laundry
Big ol' 40, got it in the glove department
I'm from the 'partments, in the 'partments

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