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street money boochie - da code lyrics

[verse 1: street money boochi]
imma [?] the coat
pour me an 8 for that dope
i got your ho on the stove
i f+cked your ho by the stove
did it and stuck to da code
got it to f+ck up the road
got it and f+cked up the road
thousand dollars just to f+ck up some clothes
and i might knock off a ho
and i might knock off your ho
got shots that knock off your clothes
i might just pour me a 4
i [?] on the road
see my pockets, yeah they swole
you brought you a pint in this b+tch
let me buy half of that sh+t
it’s boochi!
[chorus: street money boochi]
i got me an 8 for that dope
i poured it all down to a 4
i got your ho on the stove
i did it, and stuck to da code
i got me an 8 for that dope
i poured it all down to a 4
i got your ho on the stove
i did it, and stuck to da code

[verse 2: skooly]
yah!
what is this? what is this, yah?
pull up on a n+gga and his b+tch call
young and always toating them pistols
all my diamonds real, ain’t no crystals
i ain’t ever drunk cristall
i get real high with my sh+t [?]
i ain’t never jumped ship though
imma always be a crip ho
[?] n+ggas with the sh+ts though

[chorus: street money boochi]
i got me an 8 for that dope
i poured it all down to a 4
i got your ho on the stove
i did it, and stuck to da code
i got me an 8 for that dope
i poured it all down to a 4
i got your ho on the stove
i did it, and stuck to da code
[verse 3: yfn kay]
everything, it move like it’s in my way
f+cked your ho in [?] now i’m [?]
chasing cash in chicago, get my cookie from the bay
heard you was a lame, you a p+ssy where you stay
you ain’t ever let the shots go
you got robbed in your bio
i put the shooters in [?]
and then my youngest let the 5 go
cocaine in the trap
no stance, but i’m havin
drop a duse like it’s [?]
i whip my wrist like it’s magic

- street money boochie lyrics

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