Booby Trap (Explicit) - A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie
Lyrics by:Artist Dubose/London Holmes/Xavier Dotson/Deezy Beats/Tone Deaf
Produced by:London On Da Track/Zaytoven/Deezy Beats/Tone Deaf
Uh uh
Uh uh
Yeah look ayy
Making up my mind I need two hoes at a time
Then I told her ass forget it cause I seen that **** on reddit
I ain't got no time to ball
All my broskies keep a mop
And I keep one right beside me got to elliot a lot
My heart cold as a brick I call London for the hit
I treat booby trap like starlets hunnid thousand on a car
Got chanel purse on my joggers I don't even need a stylist
Huh yeah okay okay
Call the bank pull up the brink's
Might buy you a cuban I ain't got no time to link up
Yeah got c michaels on my tee
Quarter million dollars I got something on my sleeve
Used to call up darlin now I go to starlets
When I wanna clear my mind throw two hundred at a time
Used to be in projects now I'm making projе cts
Used to be in the pj's now I'm stuck to thе pj
I can tell what's on your mind illuminati got three eyes
If I pull up with my guys we ain't coming here to fight
Word to mother we gon' win you know London that's my twin
I keep jeffery on my mind free thugger that's my slime
Free v12 and Montana out the mother ******
You know I ve been bangin' since santana used to rock them bandanas
To the side baby talk to me nice
Book a flight if you don't let me hit I'm sending you back night
I'm in Miami come to booby trap I'm throwing a bag night
The way she took my soul it s like she's trying to make a sacrifice
In the day time diamonds bussin' like a disco ball
We bring the lights out hoodie on I'm feelin' like a thief at night
Call the bank pull up the brink's
Might buy you a cuban I ain't got no time to link up
Yeah got c michaels on my tee
Quarter million dollars I got something on my sleeve
Used to call up darlin' now I go to starlets
When I wanna clear my mind throw two hundred at a time
Used to be in projects now I'm making projects
Used to be in the pj's now I'm stuck to the pj