ike (swe) - hoodie lyrics
[intro]
nathaniel london
[chorus]
came in fresh from my jeans to my hoodie
got my bonsam beside me she good b
in a whip, yeah we pull up like two three
all these n-ggas they think i’m a rookie
leyla she phone to meet tonight
please stop, please stop, don’t call my line
may i call back to make it right
eya eya
came in fresh from my jeans to my hoodie
got my bonsam beside me she good b
in a whip, yeah we pull up like two three
all these n-ggas they think i’m a rookie
leyla she phone to meet tonight
please stop, please stop, don’t call my line
may i call back to make it right
eya eya
[verse 1]
i’ve never been caught with gang
i’m never on the road getting caught with gang (enough)
but now i pulled up to the ends and i brought my gang so they looking mad
bro, walked in the party, boy walk’s up and he started talking trash
i said little boy come real quick let me teach you some let me teach you math
one, i only do this for my mom, so if she ain’t proud then i really ain’t done
two, i don’t even look like you so go fix your face ‘lil wasteman goon
three, don’t ever talk about me, im’a get you erased like one, two, three
four, manna like kick down the door, manna like kick down the door, manna kick down the door
[chorus]
came in fresh from my jeans to my hoodie
got my bonsam beside me she good b
in a whip, yeah we pull up like two three
all these n-ggas they think i’m a rookie
leyla she phone to meet tonight
please stop, please stop, don’t call my line
may i call back to make it right
eya eya
came in fresh from my jeans to my hoodie
got my bonsam beside me she good b
in a whip, yeah we pull up like two three
all these n-ggas they think i’m a rookie
leyla she phone to meet tonight
please stop, please stop, don’t call my line
may i call back to make it right
eya eya
[verse 2]
walked in, looking stunner
girl said i might just love you (enough)
she said ”there’s nothing above ya,”
”can i get a kiss? can i get your number?”, no!
this year i’m bossing on the mandem
next year it’s honey and girl, yeah
this year i’m bossing on the ends
so i ain’t got time for no honey and girl
from the a to the east to the west
girls wanna phone “baby look at my dress“
and i know she’s peng but i couldn’t give less
i ain’t got time i got no interest
manna got them chips, manna got them sauce
ain’t touching that b-tch if i know she’s yours
but she looking at me like she wanna have fun
i just look at my g’s man look what we done, man look what we done
[chorus]
came in fresh from my jeans to my hoodie
got my bonsam beside me she good b
in a whip, yeah we pull up like two three
all these n-ggas they think i’m a rookie
leyla she phone to meet tonight
please stop, please stop, don’t call my line
may i call back to make it right
eya eya
came in fresh from my jeans to my hoodie
got my bonsam beside me she good b
in a whip, yeah we pull up like two three
all these n-ggas they think i’m a rookie
leyla she phone to meet tonight
please stop, please stop, don’t call my line
may i call back to make it right
eya eya
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