Boo Boo

Lyrics

[Intro: Duvy] (Ooh, J Mak) (M-M-M10 Productions) It's Duvy, 17 Oh-woah [Chorus: Duvy] I bet you want meet him, 'eet him Up in them demons, believe 'em Two-seater, when I cop whip, the passenger gon' be my heater Billie Jean, uh, dash quick No MJ, man, no, I won't beat her She past tense, can't see 'em Thought you don't know, boy, who's teaching? Can tell in a minute, could see that I'm winnin' The vibe, the shawty, the feelin' The Grassways, still trappin', I'm livin' I ain't been home for a minute Won't speak what I'm hearin' Can't sleep 'til a milly Won't dare it, how dare it [Verse 1: Duvy] I ride with that kill-kill My nigga, he Kill Bill We roll with that steel, styll I hope he don't still hear Put you on your knees, yeah You be my lil' Care Bear Them boys put the fear in here My bitch want some new nails, she cool here Do you for a reason I got a purpose, you movin' nervous Hit it and burn it, flames fired Devil, he searchin' Tryna catch me, I think they be cursin' Six bitches with me, they cuddlin' They lovin' in foam, bubblin' I gotta go, money be stackin' Up with them demons, believe 'em [Chorus: Duvy] I bet you want meet him, 'eet him Up with them demons, believe 'em Two-seater, when I cop whip, the passenger gon' be my heater Billie Jean, uh, dash quick No MJ, man, no, I won't beat her She past tense, can't see 'em Thought you don't know, boy, who's teaching? Can tell in a minute, could see that I'm winnin' The vibe, the shawty, the feelin' The Grassways, still trappin', I'm livin' I ain't been home for a minute Won't speak what I'm hearin' Can't sleep 'til a milly Won't dare it, how dare it [Verse 2: Koopa] I gotta plan to get these bands They gave me the game and I ran with it I took his pack, no giving back We hit the strip and I ran with it We spin it back, now he doing track Broski call me, and I with with him We hit the trap, now B, hit my jack I told him, "Meet me in the back with it" I dare him, we them youngings that you fearin' I'm hearin' "Pull up", I told my brother to air it No fair, no fair, you really thought that I care Beware, beware 'cause these them youngings that you fear Soon to fawad, yeah, I'm near I roll it up and put smoke in the air I'm feelin' this one bitch, but I need a pair I don't pop pills, my shooters aware I got the drip, and she lovin' my flair She love the trip so I don't even care Pull up, boy, I hope you prepared We going up and we can't stop here [Chorus: Duvy] I bet you want meet him, 'eet him Up with them demons, believe 'em Two-seater, when I cop whip, the passenger gon' be my heater Billie Jean, uh, dash quick No MJ, man, no, I won't beat her She past tense, can't see 'em Thought you don't know, boy, who's teaching? Can tell in a minute, could see that I'm winnin' The vibe, the shawty, the feelin' The Grassways, still trappin', I'm livin' I ain't been home for a minute Won't speak what I'm hearin' Can't sleep 'til a milly Won't dare it, how dare it