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rae rae - hot boyz lyrics

[intro: rae rae]
woo

[chorus: rae rae]
she calling my phone, i’m pressing decline (brr)
and the dope that i touch, i take me a half and put up a dime
b+tch, i’m a hot boy just like weezy, i got a grammy on my mind
i drop the cash out on a wide body (skrrt) and drive like i ain’t got no mind (woo, let’s go)
i done made a hundred rapping off pro tools (pro tools), give to the fam’ like i’m ‘pose to (‘pose to)
i’ma stick to the code like i’m ‘posed to (‘posed to), ain’t stuntin’ that hoe, she on you (on you)
used to sleep on the floor, in the cold too (yeah)
i know how it feel, i was broke too (yeah)
my dog on a leash and i’m letting him loose, don’t worry ’bout me, i’ma do what i do (i’ma do what i do)

[verse 1: rae rae]
i got racks stuffed in every pocket, b+tch, i know you see it (let’s go)
hat look awesome, i got different colors, mine coming in (aye)
i need all mine, mob ties, they know i want in (i want in)
since a small fry, when i ain’t have sh+t, i still had confidence (on god)
i just f+cked that hoe, she left me hit all on the jet (on god)
free my dog, young n+gga took that time to the chin
where you going? need to show up, time to ride out, where you been?
i got two guns, but i got blue tips in this f&n (for sure)
shoot like cy, put a young n+gga in the sky like pelicans (brr)
yeah, these real deal diamonds, not no rhinestone, b+tch
i got real fine vibes blowing up my phone, b+tch (woo)
whenever they call, i press decline, if they ain’t talking ’bout getting rich, yeah, yeah (on god)
[chorus: rae rae]
she calling my phone, i’m pressing decline (brr)
and the dope that i touch, i take me a half and put up a dime
b+tch, i’m a hot boy just like weezy, i got a grammy on my mind
i drop the cash out on a wide body (skrrt) and drive like i ain’t got no mind (woo, let’s go)
i done made a hundred rapping off pro tools (pro tools), give to the fam’ like i’m ‘pose to (‘pose to)
i’ma stick to the code like i’m ‘posed to (‘posed to), ain’t stuntin’ that hoe, she on you (on you)
used to sleep on the floor, in the cold too (yeah)
i know how it feel, i was broke too (yeah)
my dog on a leash and i’m letting him loose, don’t worry ’bout me, i’ma do what i do (i’ma do what i do)

[verse 2: mak sauce]
do what i do, hop in that b+tch go crazy, hop out that weezy and baby (huh)
pick me a pot, whip it up like slavery (slavery)
she wanna f+ck ’cause i’m poppin’ like baby (ooh)
they wanna ride ’cause i’m outta the struggle
i had to go get the sh+t on my own (yeah)
r.i.p lil’ rae rae, lost his life at only 18 years old (hot)
hot n+gga out here at 10 years old
long live rae, n+gga, met his mode
i gotta pop me a perc’ that a get in my mode, double cup it a get in my mode (mode)
gotta be careful when you out the trenches (trench)
a lot of these n+ggas, they want your position (on god)
say it ten times, don’t trust no b+tches (no)
forever live, you my n+gga (long live)
[chorus: rae rae]
she calling my phone, i’m pressing decline (brr)
and the dope that i touch, i take me a half and put up a dime
b+tch, i’m a hot boy just like weezy, i got a grammy on my mind
i drop the cash out on a wide body (skrrt) and drive like i ain’t got no mind (woo, let’s go)
i done made a hundred rapping off pro tools (pro tools), give to the fam’ like i’m ‘pose to (‘pose to)
i’ma stick to the code like i’m ‘posed to (‘posed to), ain’t stuntin’ that hoe, she on you (on you)
used to sleep on the floor, in the cold too (yeah)
i know how it feel, i was broke too (yeah)
my dog on a leash and i’m letting him loose, don’t worry ’bout me, i’ma do what i do (go, i’ma do what i do)

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