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boobie lootaveli - mr. color-coordination lyrics

[intro]
(d+mn, con, this sh+t sound crazy)

[verse 1]
when you born to lose but built to win, that sh+t is somethin’ else
sun is out and we just left the b00bie trap, we goin’ to h+ll (goin’ to h+ll)
i was just a jit, tuckin’ rocks inside my gucci belt
and yeah, i might’ve asked you for some love, but never for the help
movin’ onto bigger, better things, the old b00bie dead
my vejete said she had some wock’, but she brought me red
she say that she not addicted, she just really need her meds
unreleased virgil air forces if i wanna flex
wouldn’t lift my shades or touch your b+tch, not even with a pole
uncle say he got some hydro 10s, he tryna get ’em sold
pimps and players say they love my music ’cause i’m on the road
b00bie pulled up in a white rolls with the matchin’ soles

[chorus]
yeah, baby, color+coordinate with me
louis jeans twelve, but i smacked for like eight+fifty
if i’m in your city for a show, come and rage with me
all my b+tches know to pray for me, don’t play with me
yeah, baby, color+coordinate with me
louis jeans twelve, but i smacked for like eight+fifty
if i’m in your city for a show, come and rage with me
all my b+tches know to pray for me, don’t play with me
[verse 2]
if you didn’t hear it from my golds, don’t believe the cap (don’t believe the cap)
bad b+tches love to play my music while they make it clap (clap, clap)
yeah, i might’ve hit you with a dap, but i don’t owe you jack (b+tch)
i just matched my favorite jordan 4s with my favorite strap (boom. boom)
blow a couple racks and throw more down, we gon’ make it back (we gon’ make it back)
she said, “take me shoppin’,” l+o+l, baby, take a lap (take a lap)
me and con like shaq and kobe every time we on a track (swish)
i’m in this b+tch, she whispered to her friend, “girl, who the f+ck is that?” (who the f+ck is that?)
buddy keep on lookin’ at my stories like his b+tch in here (your b+tch in here?)
buffs on my face help me look at life crystal clear (bling)
all i see is color coordination lookin’ in the mirror
just like a magician with the hat, make you disappear

- boobie lootaveli lyrics

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