Boogz Boogetz - Bodega Lyrics

Boogz Boogetz – Bodega Lyrics

Who the fuck is this niggas
(Who the fuck is this niggas)
This is us Bodega
(This is us Bodega)
This is us man (This is us man)
Takin’ over man
Fix it up man

CHORUS
Hitting this niggas by the Bodega
Baggin’ your bitch by the Bodega
Smoke my weed bout the Bodega
Red square nigga, I don’t know better
Might catch it out by the Bodega
I’ll be on the block by the Bodega
Niggas get shut by the Bodega
Red trap nigga I don’t know better

(By the Bodega, sweet,
If you lookin’ for me
I’m outside of the bodega, sweet
Still By the Bodega)

Hitting this nigga by the Bodega
Rain, hail, sleet in the snow weather
YR squad that’s forever
Real trap nigga in don’t know better
Running to the money, I’mma go get ‘em
Rally on set with the Bo. realer
You keep talking ‘bout free honey
Well he was locked you will send ‘em no letters
Coffee and split, that’s dirty
I ain’t no fuck that dirty
Got a white bitch like Fergie and I still round and round with that thirty
Came up in the flex, try to be funny, get stressed cuz I’ve been throw a lot
My niggas is balling, pull up a new fragrance, let’s been throw your block
On the road to the money, more fifties and hundreds
You with me or nah
My plagues from(?) calley
He orders the pounds and get shut the old block
I cook at the work and sit on a pie
And if you don’t know, you’re bitch it’s on that
Yeah