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a boogie wit da hoodie & don q - bando lyrics

[pre-chorus: don q & a boogie wit da hoodie]
spending nights in the-
ha!
spending nights in the bando, woah
told my n-gga through the phone i got something in the oven cooking up
know that’s the lingo, woah
don!

[chorus: a boogie wit da hoodie]
spending nights in the bando, woah
told my n-gga through the phone i got something in the oven cooking up
know that’s the lingo, woah
if you understand the definition of a real n-gga
we could chill, we could hang though, woah
gotta understand that business only business
nah n-gga we can’t mix it up with friends though, no
this is nights in the bando, woah

[verse 1: don q]
nights in the bando, this ice got my hands froze
kites to the can ’til all my n-ggas land home
grind ’til i afford the drop, i’m working like i’m on the clock
stir it when the water hot, bag it and serve it on the spot
im just bar teasing, you could tell the squad eating
ton of cash, hundred bags, you’d think we robbed nieman’s
don season, get your b-tch and your jewelry took
k!llers in the courtroom, got the jury shook
i let this fully cook, give a f-ck how a bully look
they tryna figure out how much holes the back of his hoodie took
now that’s the meaning of a death wish
fully loaded nina leave his head split
look how i’m dressed b-tch, you expect me to stress sh-t?
ho relax, half a stack just for the left kick
a n-gga living what he rhyming ’bout
lord forgive me, i let k!llers in my mama’s house

[pre-chorus: a boogie wit da hoodie]
spending nights in the bando, woah
told my n-gga through the phone i got something in the oven cooking up
know that’s the lingo, woah
that’s the lingo

[chorus: a boogie wit da hoodie]
spending nights in the bando, woah
told my n-gga through the phone i got something in the oven cooking up
know that’s the lingo, woah
if you understand the definition of a real n-gga
we could chill, we could hang though, woah
gotta understand that business is just business
nah n-gga we can’t mix it up with friends though, no
this is nights in the bando, woah

[verse 2: a boogie wit da hoodie]
i know you think i’m just talking
we could meet up wherever you n-ggas want then
got me feeling like dre in straight outta compton
got me feeling like making straight outta bronx and
i don’t think they understand though
why my n-ggas moving keys like they playing pianos
baking soda on the floor when i step in the bando
they think i’m illuminati with this eye on my kenzo
and the way i take your b-tch i make you think it’s simple
when she take me to her crib, slide my d-ck on her dimple
guess she thought that i was rich, i was driving a rental
now im with my n-gga bubba boolin’ in the benzo
get the f-ck up out your feelings n-gga
get some f-cking money those
my brothers, if i got it they get anything from me
same balmains every day, n-ggas think i’m bummy
same jeans for a week, they cost seventeen hundred, ah

- a boogie wit da hoodie don q lyrics

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