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BMO - Take It To The Booth Lyrics



BMO - Take It To The Booth Lyrics




When I say weak ass, you say bitch. Weak ass, bitch. Weak ass, bitch
When I say weak ass, you say bitch, yeah
Uh
Look, ayo

I know a weak ass nigga when I see one
Four long years need a prenup
This nigga dumb cause I'm on the run
If you apply yourself, you'll be sum

Stop worrying bout where I be
Why you worry bout who I f*ck
Need be checkin' for them birds around you gone f*ck around and get you touched
We got differences, but the difference is I'm a real bitch and you just a bitch

If we on the move and it came to I'll, be the one that ah up stick
Drop clutch, hit a rollback. Burn off, nigga suck dick
Hoes think they got tea on me. Whole time them f*ckas really drinkin' piss
They say that I'm judgmental when I tell motherf*ckas the truth

But I won't hold it and I won't bite my tongue
I take the shit to the booth
Look at you, what I do
Man, I got these niggas pissed

Man this
Is the bomb the way this nigga blow his shit
Huh
I just lost my pops
So I want someone to try me

You go catch his backhand and all this pain behind me
I don't hang with bitches cause I don't know their timing
You in the pit of snakes and all your homies really slimy, yeah
I have to slow that shit down cause I think I'm going off a lil bit too fast on these niggas, man

Hell nah
Bring that shit back
Block me to unblock me

Lil man must be delusional
I ain't even got him in my primary
I got that ass in the general
Boy, you funny

I get money
Man, ain't this bout a bitch
I won't raise nobody's son
Tell, yo dukes, come get yo shit

Say you ain't waitin' for me to pick and choose
Nigga, you was never a choice
Couldn't change niggas, so I changed niggas
You can blow a steam with them whores

Yo, intellect like yo bank account
Niggas fly as hell but you poor
Like 10 kids in one crib

You getting bullied into doing chores
Yea
You know a nigga mad when he starts to cap and say you ugly
You know ugly

You was loving it
And you nutted all in her stomach
That's lifetime, but it's not mine
Want the jet skis in a paradise

Why dumb down my character to feel comfortable in a nigga life
Bitches watch my page
They need to watch their kids
Got babies shaking ass

Teach em' science where is Sid
Hoes been moving iffy
Please don't come and try me
I'll get you f*cked up like you just broke yo hymen

Yeah
When I say weak ass, you say bitch. Weak ass bitch
Weak ass bitch
When I say weak ass, you say bitch. Weak ass bitch
Weak ass bitch
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When I say weak ass, you say bitch. Weak ass, bitch. Weak ass, bitch
When I say weak ass, you say bitch, yeah
Uh
Look, ayo

I know a weak ass nigga when I see one
Four long years need a prenup
This nigga dumb cause I'm on the run
If you apply yourself, you'll be sum

Stop worrying bout where I be
Why you worry bout who I f*ck
Need be checkin' for them birds around you gone f*ck around and get you touched
We got differences, but the difference is I'm a real bitch and you just a bitch

If we on the move and it came to I'll, be the one that ah up stick
Drop clutch, hit a rollback. Burn off, nigga suck dick
Hoes think they got tea on me. Whole time them f*ckas really drinkin' piss
They say that I'm judgmental when I tell motherf*ckas the truth

But I won't hold it and I won't bite my tongue
I take the shit to the booth
Look at you, what I do
Man, I got these niggas pissed

Man this
Is the bomb the way this nigga blow his shit
Huh
I just lost my pops
So I want someone to try me

You go catch his backhand and all this pain behind me
I don't hang with bitches cause I don't know their timing
You in the pit of snakes and all your homies really slimy, yeah
I have to slow that shit down cause I think I'm going off a lil bit too fast on these niggas, man

Hell nah
Bring that shit back
Block me to unblock me

Lil man must be delusional
I ain't even got him in my primary
I got that ass in the general
Boy, you funny

I get money
Man, ain't this bout a bitch
I won't raise nobody's son
Tell, yo dukes, come get yo shit

Say you ain't waitin' for me to pick and choose
Nigga, you was never a choice
Couldn't change niggas, so I changed niggas
You can blow a steam with them whores

Yo, intellect like yo bank account
Niggas fly as hell but you poor
Like 10 kids in one crib

You getting bullied into doing chores
Yea
You know a nigga mad when he starts to cap and say you ugly
You know ugly

You was loving it
And you nutted all in her stomach
That's lifetime, but it's not mine
Want the jet skis in a paradise

Why dumb down my character to feel comfortable in a nigga life
Bitches watch my page
They need to watch their kids
Got babies shaking ass

Teach em' science where is Sid
Hoes been moving iffy
Please don't come and try me
I'll get you f*cked up like you just broke yo hymen

Yeah
When I say weak ass, you say bitch. Weak ass bitch
Weak ass bitch
When I say weak ass, you say bitch. Weak ass bitch
Weak ass bitch
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Writer: Bianca Fowlkes
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BMO - Take It To The Booth Video
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Performed By: BMO
Language: English
Length: 2:27
Written by: Bianca Fowlkes

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