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No Hook Video (MV)




Performed By: Boog4800
Language: English
Length: 4:04
Written by: Avory Evans




Boog4800 - No Hook Lyrics
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When I leave the house bitch you know I'm grabbing that tool
I'll knock a nigga down boi I'll put his ass on the news
Yea I really do a foo and I stay with a Rug
I'll hit a nigga up quick cuz I ain't in the mood
Ain't no Stella shit but you know I'm back in my groove
I break the bitch for it all that spectacular move
And my niggas really solid tip my hat to them dudes
Cuz they a squeeze for me and I ain't even asking them too
In the back of the room you see his brains on his closet
Yo bitch all on my dick I keep her wet like a faucet
And my game don't stop its on auto can't pause it
And I been running the bag up all night I'm exhausted
You better move with precaution when you f*ckin with killers
Long range hit em from a distance like Reggie Miller
And this world cold so I keep the heat for the blizzard
And my 3rd eye always open cuz I don't f*ck with them niggas
Watch the snakes they slither and all these bitches is bitter
I told that bitch run it up now she watching her figure
If she ain't bringing it in cut her off like some scissors
And its a family affair cuz I done f*cked with her sister
Pressing up I need that money asap
Running to the bag like a nigga on the race track
Boi I let that K clap leave a nigga face flat
Might of took a loss but you know I had to shake back
Ten toes down these hoes want the crown
Get deep in that water then you niggas might drown
Started out with nothing built this shit from the ground nigga
Oh you ain't heard I'm the pitcher on the mound
Only way to go is up straight to the tip top
Me and Petey buss down white up in the zip loc
Stay with a stick and put it on a big glock
On the road to riches we ain't taking no pit stops
40 with the beam leave em on the scene
Stretch a nigga out like a f*ckin limousine
They say Boog don't play he always go to the extreme
Yea you know I'm gassed up 93 supreme
You should of seen his face when that nigga seen the stick
He thought he was a boi till he started shitting bricks
They tryna ride my wave yea they tryna catch my drift
Man the bitch wanted a ride but I told her get a lyft
Its still gang shit and we don't really play fair
If I was you boi I wouldn't hang there
You know I'm pulling strings like a muthaf*ckin bass player
And I stay with big toys nigga no day care
I was only 12 when I first touched the hamma
Free Kashout nigga right up out the slamma
I always keep a glock cuz this bitch aint no jammer
I caught a nigga slipping beat up his panorama
He said he gone kill me we gone see when that day come
Rollas on my line but no I ain't say nothing
Hit something and double back that night with the same gun
Hawk a nigga down bitch like I'm Trae Young
A lot of niggas posers make sure I keep a toaster
This game up and down like a f*ckin roller coaster
I gotta get the bag like a muthaf*ckin grocer
And I can't trust these hoes cuz most of these bitches vultures
I long dick that bitch I give her that hang time
Tell her I need that neck I'm talking bout some face time
Hoes say ima dog well bitch I'm a canine
Nigga you a pussy and I heard it through the grape vine
Stay up out the way don't get caught up in the mix
Cuz we running plays send my hittas out to blitz
Ain't no reward that come without a risk
Yea you know I got that shit that a bitch can't resist
I been took off I'm coming on my way up
I don't do no talking so I don't really say much
Whole lot of hoes you know I had to break some
Tell that bitch give me neck pulling on her lace front
These shells we gotta stock up every time I rock up
Boi you know I bounce out beat a nigga block up
F*ck the rollas nigga I be damn I get locked up
Street sweeper clean the scene come and do a mop up
I really play the field don't get caught up in the outs
Yea you pussy niggas already know what we about
Covering my tracks cuz they tryna learn my route
Nigga I just want the money I don't care about the clout
And f*ck a truce nigga cuz I don't even shake hands
Choppa make a pussy nigga do a break dance
Shout out to my lil brotha Omb Rae Bandz
All I do is get money you know I had to take a chance
Aye hit em with this 40 a nigga get shell shocked
Yea you know I need the bag like a bell hop
Free Love Day right up out the cell block
Told that bitch send me flicks straight to my mail drop
Hit em with this 40 a nigga get shell shocked
Yea you know I need the bag like a bell hop
Free Love Day right up out the cell block
Told that bitch send me flicks straight to my mail drop
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English

When I leave the house bitch you know I'm grabbing that tool
I'll knock a nigga down boi I'll put his ass on the news
Yea I really do a foo and I stay with a Rug
I'll hit a nigga up quick cuz I ain't in the mood
Ain't no Stella shit but you know I'm back in my groove
I break the bitch for it all that spectacular move
And my niggas really solid tip my hat to them dudes
Cuz they a squeeze for me and I ain't even asking them too
In the back of the room you see his brains on his closet
Yo bitch all on my dick I keep her wet like a faucet
And my game don't stop its on auto can't pause it
And I been running the bag up all night I'm exhausted
You better move with precaution when you f*ckin with killers
Long range hit em from a distance like Reggie Miller
And this world cold so I keep the heat for the blizzard
And my 3rd eye always open cuz I don't f*ck with them niggas
Watch the snakes they slither and all these bitches is bitter
I told that bitch run it up now she watching her figure
If she ain't bringing it in cut her off like some scissors
And its a family affair cuz I done f*cked with her sister
Pressing up I need that money asap
Running to the bag like a nigga on the race track
Boi I let that K clap leave a nigga face flat
Might of took a loss but you know I had to shake back
Ten toes down these hoes want the crown
Get deep in that water then you niggas might drown
Started out with nothing built this shit from the ground nigga
Oh you ain't heard I'm the pitcher on the mound
Only way to go is up straight to the tip top
Me and Petey buss down white up in the zip loc
Stay with a stick and put it on a big glock
On the road to riches we ain't taking no pit stops
40 with the beam leave em on the scene
Stretch a nigga out like a f*ckin limousine
They say Boog don't play he always go to the extreme
Yea you know I'm gassed up 93 supreme
You should of seen his face when that nigga seen the stick
He thought he was a boi till he started shitting bricks
They tryna ride my wave yea they tryna catch my drift
Man the bitch wanted a ride but I told her get a lyft
Its still gang shit and we don't really play fair
If I was you boi I wouldn't hang there
You know I'm pulling strings like a muthaf*ckin bass player
And I stay with big toys nigga no day care
I was only 12 when I first touched the hamma
Free Kashout nigga right up out the slamma
I always keep a glock cuz this bitch aint no jammer
I caught a nigga slipping beat up his panorama
He said he gone kill me we gone see when that day come
Rollas on my line but no I ain't say nothing
Hit something and double back that night with the same gun
Hawk a nigga down bitch like I'm Trae Young
A lot of niggas posers make sure I keep a toaster
This game up and down like a f*ckin roller coaster
I gotta get the bag like a muthaf*ckin grocer
And I can't trust these hoes cuz most of these bitches vultures
I long dick that bitch I give her that hang time
Tell her I need that neck I'm talking bout some face time
Hoes say ima dog well bitch I'm a canine
Nigga you a pussy and I heard it through the grape vine
Stay up out the way don't get caught up in the mix
Cuz we running plays send my hittas out to blitz
Ain't no reward that come without a risk
Yea you know I got that shit that a bitch can't resist
I been took off I'm coming on my way up
I don't do no talking so I don't really say much
Whole lot of hoes you know I had to break some
Tell that bitch give me neck pulling on her lace front
These shells we gotta stock up every time I rock up
Boi you know I bounce out beat a nigga block up
F*ck the rollas nigga I be damn I get locked up
Street sweeper clean the scene come and do a mop up
I really play the field don't get caught up in the outs
Yea you pussy niggas already know what we about
Covering my tracks cuz they tryna learn my route
Nigga I just want the money I don't care about the clout
And f*ck a truce nigga cuz I don't even shake hands
Choppa make a pussy nigga do a break dance
Shout out to my lil brotha Omb Rae Bandz
All I do is get money you know I had to take a chance
Aye hit em with this 40 a nigga get shell shocked
Yea you know I need the bag like a bell hop
Free Love Day right up out the cell block
Told that bitch send me flicks straight to my mail drop
Hit em with this 40 a nigga get shell shocked
Yea you know I need the bag like a bell hop
Free Love Day right up out the cell block
Told that bitch send me flicks straight to my mail drop
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Writer: Avory Evans
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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