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Aphiwe Nogqala
Aphiwe Nogqala
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Mbali Sobekwa
Mbali Sobekwa
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Boofie Don Kholon, issa east side ting Real east side ting Big bucks, put 'em in the bag, bitch run 'em up (Quick, fast) Private with this shit, don't need no camers (Woah) She nasty with the shit, she with them scandalous Ain't hangin' with you niggas, overnight, this shit get dangerous (Yeah) Thug it out I need like 80 racks stacked up in my couch (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Thug it out I need like 80 racks stacked up in my couch What you 'bout nigga? Different how I live, kick it at the crib Different how she live, man, she run 'em streets Ass shaking, money making, love foresaken Angel eyes, on demon time, she's God's creation At my momma crib running outta patience My sister drunk as fuck and I'm just hoping she don't say shit Emotionally outrageous I can't afford no groceries Thinking to myself "is this how my life is supposed to be?" Big bucks, put 'em in the bag, bitch run 'em up (Quick, fast) Private with this shit, don't need no camers (Woah) She nasty with the shit, she with them scandalous Ain't hangin' with you niggas, overnight, that shit get dangerous (Yeah) Thug it out I need like 80 racks stacked up in my couch (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Thug it out I need like 80 racks stacked up in my couch What you 'bout nigga? Different how I live, still at the crib Never sober, time flies when you high as shit Sky craper high, fly without a set of wings Made it out the hood and I'ma tell you what a nigga did (Yeah) I thugged it out Kept it movin' when they took a different route (Yeah, yeah) I thugged it out I went and found the lord in the fucken trap house What you bout, nigga? I was broke as fuck in my mamma house tryna find a buck Music shit ain't working I guess somebody is getting robbed Pushing rock with a glock 35 City slum's, first time Boofie saw a body drop Cops found my brother's P hidden in a canister Uncle in the tomb had to switch quick (Hold on) Need new chains like I'm Slick Rick Might rob Santa for a new fit Shoot baby Jesus with a hollow tip (Grah!) I thugged it out I went and found loot in the fucking trap house, what you about nigga?
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