A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie

A Boogie Wit da Hoodie – Startender Lyrics

Startender Lyrics A Boogie Wit da Hoodie (feat. Offset and Tyga)


[A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
Yeah, shawty got a*s, she just got a tummy tuck, yeah
Yeah, startenders, run it up
Ah
Let’s get into it
Watch your b***h
Yeah
Ah

[A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
Hmm, ain’t f*****g with no off brand b***h
Ooh, don’t think these n****s understand me
Ooh, she let me touch it in Miami
Ooh, I’m feelin’ like I’m Biggaveli, ah ooh yeah

[A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
Ooh, I see it in you
You just left your man, that’s too bad, ooh
Pull up in a foreign like skrt skrt
All up in your feelings, yeah you seem so hurt
Elliot the chains, now it’s time to run it up
In the game, got a two, so you know they wanna pop, yeah
Yeah, shawty got a*s
She just got a tummy tuck, yeah
Startenders, run it up

[A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
Hmm, ain’t f*****g with no off brand b***h
Ooh, don’t think these n****s understand me
Ooh, she let me touch it in Miami
Ooh, I’m feelin’ like I’m Biggaveli
Hmm, ain’t f*****g with no off brand b***h
Ooh, don’t think these n****s understand me
Ooh, she let me touch it in Miami
Ooh, I’m feelin’ like I’m Biggaveli

[Offset]
Offset!
Hunnid in my fanny, yeah (Hunnid)
Runnin’ up the engine for my family, huh (Fam)
Wanna hop on jet, take off your panties, huh (Woo)
Baguettes in my wrist and they can’t stand me, huh (Baguettes)
Coco on my Maybach like it’s “Free Meech” (Smash, smash)
Shoot the hundred round and get your street sweeped (Brrt, brrt)
Patek on my wrist, this s**t ain’t cheap, cheap (Woo)
Perky or the Addy, which one you gon’ eat?
If we got static, send the baddie, meet the Grim Reaper (Statis, static)
Green lime Lambo’ with your b***h creepin’ (Skrrt)
He got to poppin’ ’bout it, so I let the TEC eat him (Brrt, huh)
I put the Nawf up on my back, I get the M’s and feed ’em (Hey!)

[A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
Hmm, ain’t f*****g with no off brand b***h
Ooh, don’t think these n****s understand me
Ooh, she let me touch it in Miami
Ooh, I’m feelin’ like I’m Biggaveli
Hmm, ain’t f*****g with no off brand b***h
Ooh, don’t think these n****s understand me
Ooh, she let me touch it in Miami
Ooh, I’m feelin’ like I’m Biggaveli, ah ooh yeah

[Tyga]
B***h, I’m number one like I’m Nelly (Nelly)
And my crib all white like Belly (Belly)
And my b***h ride for me like Remy (Remy)
Poppin’ shots, thug life, Makaveli
Send the cash to my celly, have my n***a go get it
Then we split it like a splinter, if I’m in it, it ain’t rented
Got the rims so biggie and my cars look skinny
Good p***y and you pretty, but you better off the Henny (Yeah)
I ain’t Ray J, told a b***h, “Wait a minute” (Yeah)
Diamonds on my d**k, told the b***h, “Come and get it” (Hol’ up)
Shawty, you a star, got all these n****s wishin’
She gotta make it count, hit me up, when you finished

[A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
Hmm, ain’t f*****g with no off brand b***h
Ooh, don’t think these n****s understand me
Ooh, she let me touch it in Miami
Ooh, I’m feelin’ like I’m Biggaveli
Hmm, ain’t f*****g with no off brand b***h
Ooh, don’t think these n****s understand me
Ooh, she let me touch it in Miami
Ooh, I’m feelin’ like I’m Biggaveli, ah ooh yeah

[A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
Head, shoulders, knees, focus
Head, shoulders, knees, focus, yeah
Head, yeah, shoulders, yeah, knees, yeah, going, yeah
Head and shoulders, yeah, knees, yeah, focus, yeah
Head, shoulders, knees, focus
Head, shoulders, knees, focus, yeah
Head and shoulders, yeah, knees, yeah, going, yeah
Head and shoulders, yeah, knees, yeah, going, yeah
Hmm, ain’t f*****g with no off brand b***h (Bang)


Hoodie SZN (2018)

01. Voices in My Head
02. Beasty
03. I Did It
04. Swervin
05. Startender
06. Demons and Angels
07. Love Drugs and Sex
08. Skeezers
09. Savage
10. Come Closer
11. Look Back at It
12. Just Like Me
13. Bosses and Workers
14. Need a Best Friend
15. The Reaper
16. Uptown / Bustdown
17. Billie Jean
18. 4 Min Convo (Favorite Song)
19. Odee
20. Pull Up
 


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