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bodega bamz - glorious lyrics

bodega 24
motherf-cker, let that semi go
papi yelling “dimelo!”
pretty woman gigolo
i be that glorious kid from el barrio
east side stay up
diamantes on my lazzaro
shorty’s punani wet
every time she next to me
shorty’s punani wet
every time she next to me
telling me she want to f-ck
i’ll be d-mned, blam that up
press record, wrap that up
you look good, back that up
since a juvenile, b-tches call me chulo
smacking cash on their culo
’cause i know they like it duro
and i’m half dominicano
loading up those hollows
cocaina in my sala
sniff it off my palo
killer with a .357 like jams
harlem world keep holding it down
that’s word to l
they know i pack like that
but bamz why you act like that?
shut up, n-gg-
clack, clack, clack
pat, pat, pat
rat, tat, tat

i’m from where 119 got rich as f-ck
went to church down the block
papi, look it up
luciano had his cars parked by the pump
i’m from the east
who am i to f-ck tradition up?
we put harlem on rugby
that’s word to cristoforo
i got pieces from ’05
they wished they borrowed
naughty boy, i’m ahead of my time
and tom ford shades still cover both of my eyes
red wing boots still cover both of my feet
a.p.c., wear the same denim for weeks
blvck gold satchel
gym bag by alex w-ng
bape puma’s, i call these here orangutans
boys dipped us, way before these other n-gg-s did it
fade like nasir
mase waves spinning
no, curls got your main b-tch grinning
the motto? god-like, everyday sinning

- bodega bamz lyrics

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