With Jaden and Jeri, the twins always ready to f*ck up the city
Pull up, pull up
Pull up, pull up
Pull up, pull up
Pull up, pull up
Pull up, pull up
Bitch move
I be money bopping to the counter like ou
I be on the block by the bodega with the goons
I gotta blickie and that shit go boom
Kick her out after the quickie, mami coming home at 2
Trapping by the bodega with my goons
Gun cocked, my money bop way too smooth
I gotta blickie and that shit go boom
Kick her out after the quickie, mami coming home at 2
Young mother f*cker
Gotta bitch in the whip and she so stuck up
Gotta grip by my hip, it go baka baka
She gotta fat ass, make a nigga wanna cum fast
Young nigga from New York, where my city at?
Ima dog, I put my bone in her kitty cat
Lil baddie with a fatty, where her titties at?
Told that bitch to bring her friends, where the biddies at?
Run it up yeah nigga run it up
Outchea just f*cking my money up
With my niggas just f*cking these summers up
While you just hating because you ain't one of us
Money bopper, panty dropper
Gucci store shopper, better talk to me proper
Bitch move
I be money bopping to the counter like ou
I be on the block by the bodega with the goons
I gotta blickie and that shit go boom
Kick her out after the quickie, mami coming home at 2
Trapping by the bodega with my goons
Gun cocked, my money bop way too smooth
I gotta blickie and that shit go boom
Kick her out after the quickie, mami coming home at 2
Go, go, go, go
Go, go, go, go
Go head baby drop it, make that ass clap
It's your birthday, bounce it for me, check your cash app
I f*cked that bitch, in the back, with the Moncler
I told that bitch, to relax, I'm too gone yeah
Stop it with the jealousy, you know you mine
When you're off the Hennessy, just hit my line
It's been too long
And I know I did you wrong but
You hurt me first
Get off the dick, you're too thirst
My brodie hit me, said he got the perks
Ou word? Meet me at 133rd
Pull up, pull up, pull up to the party yeah
She want drugs, ou yeah, we got a lot in here
She want love, ou yeah, get her outta here
Bitch you don't love me? Get the f*ck outta here
Bitch move
I be money bopping to the counter like ou
I be on the block by the bodega with the goons
I gotta blickie and that shit go boom
Kick her out after the quickie, mami coming home at 2
Trapping by the bodega with my goons
Gun cocked, my money bop way too smooth
I gotta blickie and that shit go boom
Kick her out after the quickie, mami coming home at 2
Go, go, go, go
Go, go, go, go
Go head baby drop it, make that ass clap
It's your birthday, bounce it for me, check your cash app
Chinito - Bodega Boom Lyrics
Chinito - Bodega Boom Lyrics
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With Jaden and Jeri, the twins always ready to f*ck up the city
Pull up, pull up
Pull up, pull up
Pull up, pull up
Pull up, pull up
Pull up, pull up
Bitch move
I be money bopping to the counter like ou
I be on the block by the bodega with the goons
I gotta blickie and that shit go boom
Kick her out after the quickie, mami coming home at 2
Trapping by the bodega with my goons
Gun cocked, my money bop way too smooth
I gotta blickie and that shit go boom
Kick her out after the quickie, mami coming home at 2
Young mother f*cker
Gotta bitch in the whip and she so stuck up
Gotta grip by my hip, it go baka baka
She gotta fat ass, make a nigga wanna cum fast
Young nigga from New York, where my city at?
Ima dog, I put my bone in her kitty cat
Lil baddie with a fatty, where her titties at?
Told that bitch to bring her friends, where the biddies at?
Run it up yeah nigga run it up
Outchea just f*cking my money up
With my niggas just f*cking these summers up
While you just hating because you ain't one of us
Money bopper, panty dropper
Gucci store shopper, better talk to me proper
Bitch move
I be money bopping to the counter like ou
I be on the block by the bodega with the goons
I gotta blickie and that shit go boom
Kick her out after the quickie, mami coming home at 2
Trapping by the bodega with my goons
Gun cocked, my money bop way too smooth
I gotta blickie and that shit go boom
Kick her out after the quickie, mami coming home at 2
Go, go, go, go
Go, go, go, go
Go head baby drop it, make that ass clap
It's your birthday, bounce it for me, check your cash app
I f*cked that bitch, in the back, with the Moncler
I told that bitch, to relax, I'm too gone yeah
Stop it with the jealousy, you know you mine
When you're off the Hennessy, just hit my line
It's been too long
And I know I did you wrong but
You hurt me first
Get off the dick, you're too thirst
My brodie hit me, said he got the perks
Ou word? Meet me at 133rd
Pull up, pull up, pull up to the party yeah
She want drugs, ou yeah, we got a lot in here
She want love, ou yeah, get her outta here
Bitch you don't love me? Get the f*ck outta here
Bitch move
I be money bopping to the counter like ou
I be on the block by the bodega with the goons
I gotta blickie and that shit go boom
Kick her out after the quickie, mami coming home at 2
Trapping by the bodega with my goons
Gun cocked, my money bop way too smooth
I gotta blickie and that shit go boom
Kick her out after the quickie, mami coming home at 2
Go, go, go, go
Go, go, go, go
Go head baby drop it, make that ass clap
It's your birthday, bounce it for me, check your cash app
Pull up, pull up
Pull up, pull up
Pull up, pull up
Pull up, pull up
Pull up, pull up
Bitch move
I be money bopping to the counter like ou
I be on the block by the bodega with the goons
I gotta blickie and that shit go boom
Kick her out after the quickie, mami coming home at 2
Trapping by the bodega with my goons
Gun cocked, my money bop way too smooth
I gotta blickie and that shit go boom
Kick her out after the quickie, mami coming home at 2
Young mother f*cker
Gotta bitch in the whip and she so stuck up
Gotta grip by my hip, it go baka baka
She gotta fat ass, make a nigga wanna cum fast
Young nigga from New York, where my city at?
Ima dog, I put my bone in her kitty cat
Lil baddie with a fatty, where her titties at?
Told that bitch to bring her friends, where the biddies at?
Run it up yeah nigga run it up
Outchea just f*cking my money up
With my niggas just f*cking these summers up
While you just hating because you ain't one of us
Money bopper, panty dropper
Gucci store shopper, better talk to me proper
Bitch move
I be money bopping to the counter like ou
I be on the block by the bodega with the goons
I gotta blickie and that shit go boom
Kick her out after the quickie, mami coming home at 2
Trapping by the bodega with my goons
Gun cocked, my money bop way too smooth
I gotta blickie and that shit go boom
Kick her out after the quickie, mami coming home at 2
Go, go, go, go
Go, go, go, go
Go head baby drop it, make that ass clap
It's your birthday, bounce it for me, check your cash app
I f*cked that bitch, in the back, with the Moncler
I told that bitch, to relax, I'm too gone yeah
Stop it with the jealousy, you know you mine
When you're off the Hennessy, just hit my line
It's been too long
And I know I did you wrong but
You hurt me first
Get off the dick, you're too thirst
My brodie hit me, said he got the perks
Ou word? Meet me at 133rd
Pull up, pull up, pull up to the party yeah
She want drugs, ou yeah, we got a lot in here
She want love, ou yeah, get her outta here
Bitch you don't love me? Get the f*ck outta here
Bitch move
I be money bopping to the counter like ou
I be on the block by the bodega with the goons
I gotta blickie and that shit go boom
Kick her out after the quickie, mami coming home at 2
Trapping by the bodega with my goons
Gun cocked, my money bop way too smooth
I gotta blickie and that shit go boom
Kick her out after the quickie, mami coming home at 2
Go, go, go, go
Go, go, go, go
Go head baby drop it, make that ass clap
It's your birthday, bounce it for me, check your cash app
Writer: Toshi Nishio
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid