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a boogie wit da hoodie – macaroni lyrics

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[verse 1]
n-gg- don’t tell me what you want
think you calling shots? i make a call, n-gg- get you gone
knew that was your girl but she a hoe and her p-ssy soak
sound like macaroni in a bowl when she mix it up
knew i was gon’ put it in song
we ain’t get to f-ck
think about when you leave her home
where she really at?
probably got location on your phone, she know where you at
a lot of n-gg-s hatin’ on the boy
why you really mad?
is it cause i’m really putting on where my city at
highbridge n-gg- from the bronx where it be gritty at
i be smoking on gorilla glue and smoking gg pack
they don’t wanna free my n-gg- nun but i know he be back

[hook]
b-tches that i hit up in the dm never hit me back
now they probably all up in my dm i don’t get to check
i could turn your girl into a demon, boy don’t get me mad
f-ck around and threw out all my singles when i heard it clap
sound like macaroni in a bowl how she getting wet
when i met her said she was a f-ckin’ bartender yeah
then i saw her dancing on a pole, she a stripper yeah
macaroni in a bowl, she be mixing, yeah
[verse 2]
my n-gg- don’t tell me what to do
mel went to school for shooting hoops and then he learned to shoot
had to lock myself inside the booth, that’s how i kept my cool
saw my n-gg- quado on the news, that’s why i kept my tool
don’t you try to tell me nothing n-gg- you don’t know me
done with this bottle, fill me up i need another rosé
got a hitta, couple hittas up when i’m by my lonely
i think they already know w-ssup, i don’t f-ck with phonies
lately i been running out of time, i need another rollie
lately i been on the west-side, don’t need no other homies
diamonds on my pinky finger blinding, all the b-tches on me
i look at her and tell her call me, hold up matter fact

[hook]
b-tches that i hit up in the dm never hit me back
now they probably all up in my dm i don’t get to check
i could turn your girl into a demon, boy don’t get me mad
f-ck around and threw out all my singles when i heard it clap
sound like macaroni in a bowl how she getting wet
when i met her said she was a f-ckin’ bartender yeah
then i saw her dancing on a pole, she a stripper yeah
macaroni in a bowl, she be mixing, yeah

[outro]
macaroni in a bowl
the way she mix it up
they way she mix it in a bowl
they way she mix it up
macaroni in a…mix it up