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she loves boon - ​paranoia lyrics

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[chorus: she loves boon]
i just wanna vibe, baby, f+ck the paranoia
eighty in the whip, i think we can throw some more, uh
hunnid for the blunt, it’s a racky for the pour+up
bodies on the floor, uh, this like [?]
diamonds dancing on me, baby, this is [?]
blowin’ ‘fetti, different cities, still ain’t go on tour
laurent on my body, designer drinks up in my core, uh
i can keep on winning if they wanna go to war, uh

[verse 1: funeral]
jit got a brand new glock, it’s 19 custom, yeah
i got them diamonds encrusted, yeah
hollow point like a [?]
b+tch on me, i ain’t trustin’ you
b+tch said follow her back to the crib
gotta her mad, then i dip, like, “f+ck it,” yeah
up in this b+tch with a mag in this sh+t
yeah, i’m mad with the stick, she can touch it, yeah
yeah, i’m mad with the stick
skin so white like i’m baggin’ a brick
bro at home, i’m back in this b+tch
ho walk in and she bad with this sh+t
whip in the parking lot, my choppa bark a lot
my choppa f+ckin’ illegal
i’m with this b+tch in a room
and the camera recording the shooting to feel like it’s real
[chorus: she loves boon]
i just wanna vibe, baby, f+ck the paranoia
eighty in the whip, i think we can throw some more, uh
hunnid for the blunt, it’s a racky for the pour+up
bodies on the floor, uh, this like [?]
diamonds dancing on me, baby, this is [?]
blowin’ ‘fetti, different cities, still ain’t go on tour
laurent on my body, designer drinks up in my core, uh
i can keep on winning if they wanna go to war, uh

[verse 2: she loves boon]
talk to me different or don’t talk at all
i stopped sippin’ and spending on raw
i might k!ll him for all that he’s got
i know i’m gifted, they think it’s a flaw
feel like i’m thugga, i’m breakin’ the law
feel like i’m thugga, i gave it my all
i’m with [?] and we burn through the ounce
stealin’ that whip and we dip and we bounce
let’s do something dirty, yeah, pass me that thirty
i’m geeked up and nerdy, yeah, met a freak and she purdy
hit that twice like a birdy, you won’t [?]
she cannot afford me, but she still adore me

[chorus: she loves boon]
i just wanna vibe, baby, f+ck the paranoia
eighty in the whip, i think we can throw some more, uh
hunnid for the blunt, it’s a racky for the pour+up
bodies on the floor, uh, this like [?]
diamonds dancing on me, baby, this is [?]
blowin’ ‘fetti, different cities, still ain’t go on tour
laurent on my body, designer drinks up in my core, uh
i can keep on winning if they wanna go to war, uh



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