A Boogie Wit da Hoodie - Water (Drowning Pt.2) (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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A Boogie Wit da Hoodie - Water (Drowning Pt.2) (en) Lyrics
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Ride my wave, you won't
ever need no water
(You think I was playin' when
I said I'm really ballin'?)
I need two or three, just you and
me, that might get borin'
I don't fuck with hoes that make
up stories, not Sephora
When she with me, she know she
don't ever need no water
Cheat on me, I'ma fuck your best friend,
just don't get me started
I threw like a hundred thousand
every month at Starlet's
Just don't tell my baby mama nothin'
From the Bronx, I got it
tatted, my nigga, look
I don't do no G-Wagen unless
I'm with the gang, Leo,
the stragglers with us
We was really pushin' Ps and
crackin' cards, but I couldn't
say that in songs
They gon' try to make a case
out of what I say no matter
if it was true or false
All of my niggas got baptized
to the streets, catch
a body and talk to God
My role model brought my head
up at thirteen, 50 Cent
taught me how to rob
And then my mom moved me to Florida
to finish high school and that's
when I caught the charge
Bought a double R, treated it like
a Mercedes, girl, I swear to God
And I'm from New York, you
can call me baby, baby like
I'm Biggie Smalls (Woo)
The way you be, the way you
be sayin' my name, yeah
I'm wavy, you throwin' it
back, different angles
And I used to be rockin'
the same clothes
Thinkin' it was okay 'cause
it's Balmain, oh
Birkins and Tiffanys for my main ho
Did it all, I retired to Palm Angels
(You think I was playin' when I
said I'm really ballin'? Woo)
Just don't tell my baby mama
nothin' (Just don't tell
my baby mama nothin')
Ayy, all the water like a sea, I came
in with A Boogie and PnB (Go)
Thuggin', I never went to BET,
but I came a long way, I
won in the streets, ayy
I'm ballin', I don't give a fuck
what time it is, bitch, I'm
goin' back to sleep, ayy
I'm bouncin', I can call up all
your steppers to knock you
right off of your feet, ayy
My money ran deep, rain hit my
wrist, water turn to ice
Ho, you know I'm cheatin', even when
I'm wrong, bitch, I'm always right
I go to New York for the jewelry, I
go to North Miami for the Perky
I put the remix on the verse,
nuttin' in three bitches
on purpose, you heard me
Richard Mille cost a half a ounce,
in a hotel tryna bust a scamp
Paid three Bs for this fuckin'
deal, made three hundred
racks, no question
I was only tryna make it for
my fam, had to make a sale,
it wasn't no twists
I went on robberies to get designer
jeans, so I'm stylin'
free, nigga, Funk Flex
Ride my wave, you won't ever
need no water (Uh-huh)
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