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B-Lovee - Boom Boom (feat. A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie) Official Music Video
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
B-Lovee
B-Lovee
Vocals
A Boogie wit da Hoodie
A Boogie wit da Hoodie
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Qwayshawn Cannon
Qwayshawn Cannon
Songwriter
Damil Coste
Damil Coste
Songwriter
Joseph Zoumboulias
Joseph Zoumboulias
Songwriter
Artist Julius Dubose
Artist Julius Dubose
Songwriter
Ryan O'Neill
Ryan O'Neill
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Moneyevery
Moneyevery
Producer
Joe Grasso
Joe Grasso
Mixing Engineer
Eric Lagg
Eric Lagg
Mastering Engineer
Dlo Beatz
Dlo Beatz
Producer

Letra

Ain't no way that I could stop payin', I pull off, baby started way too soon I run it up a lot, car cost a lot, and it go, "Vroom, vroom, vroom!" I move around with Glocks, pocket rocket, shots goin' off, "Boom, boom, boom!" On the jet ski, snot comin' out my nose, doin' eighty, vroom, vroom, vroom! Bitch, I come from the mud, so I'm new to this life I just made 30K, I'ma cool for the night Get to clutchin' my pole, I'ma like, "Who tryna fight?" They just hang off my shoe like a pooper (ha!) Hoodie hang off my hair like I'm Ku Klux tonight 30 on me, I swear I might oot up tonight I might slide through his block and then shoot off a bike Little shorty a thot, she my boo for the night He get boomed tryna reach for some ice Got a Ruger the size of a ruler Knife, it go right through ya' and do ya' She gon' eat up and squeeze on the pipe Drivin' 'Raris and Lamb's on the regular Cartier glasses, yeah, it's on sight I don't care if they go left or right We gon' be up in this bitch forever ever I'ma put up them shots, I could never let up And you sit in the back, you ain't never been in this The truck in the front like a elephant A Moncler and a hoodie, I never sweater I might fuck on a thot, I could never sweat her If I go drill on the opps, need a better sweater Bitch, I'm still in the ho with' my feet up We catch a opp, we gon' sweep up Spot a opp on a block, gotta creep up My heart cold like it's stuck in the freezer Up this pole and I bet he gon' freeze up For some guap, man, I bet she gon' eat up I swear I don't need her With the gang, man, I swear I won't leave 'em I stay with my bros even though I don't need 'em Mask back and I know how to creep up Ha! Ain't no way that I could stop payin', I pull off, baby started way too soon I run it up a lot, car cost a lot, and it go, "Vroom, vroom, vroom!" I move around with Glocks, pocket rocket, shots goin' off, "Boom, boom, boom!" On the jet ski, snot comin' out my nose, doin' eighty, vroom, vroom, vroom!
Writer(s): Artist Dubose, Joseph Zoumboulias, Qwayshawn Cannon, Damil Coste, Ryan O Neill Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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