A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie

A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie - Macaroni lyrics

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Nigga don't tell me what you want

Think you calling shots? I make a call, nigga get you gone

Knew that was your girl but she a hoe and her pussy soak



Sound like macaroni in a bowl when she mix it up

Knew I was gon' put it in song

We ain't get to f**k

Think about when you leave her home

Where she really at?

Probably got location on your phone, she know where you at

A lot of niggas hatin' on the boy

Why you really mad?

Is it cause I'm really putting on where my city at

Highbridge nigga from the Bronx where it be gritty at

I be smoking on gorilla glue and smoking GG pack

They don't wanna free my nigga Nun but I know he be back



Bitches that I hit up in the DM never hit me back

Now they probably all up in my DM I don't get to check

I could turn your girl into a demon, boy don't get me mad

f**k around and threw out all my singles when I heard it clap

Sound like macaroni in a bowl how she getting wet

When I met her said she was a f**kin' bartender yeah

Then I saw her dancing on a pole, she a stripper yeah

Macaroni in a bowl, she be mixing, yeah



My nigga don't tell me what to do

Mel went to school for shooting hoops and then he learned to shoot

Had to lock myself inside the booth, that's how I kept my cool

Saw my nigga Quado on the news, that's why I kept my tool

Don't you try to tell me nothing nigga you don't know me

Done with this bottle, fill me up I need another Rosé

Got a hitta, couple hittas up when I'm by my lonely

I think they already know wassup, I don't f**k with phonies

Lately I been running out of time, I need another rollie

Lately I been on the west-side, don't need no other homies

Diamonds on my pinky finger blinding, all the bitches on me

I look at her and tell her call me, hold up matter fact



Bitches that I hit up in the DM never hit me back

Now they probably all up in my DM I don't get to check

I could turn your girl into a demon, boy don't get me mad

f**k around and threw out all my singles when I heard it clap

Sound like macaroni in a bowl how she getting wet

When I met her said she was a f**kin' bartender yeah

Then I saw her dancing on a pole, she a stripper yeah

Macaroni in a bowl, she be mixing, yeah



Macaroni in a bowl

The way she mix it up

They way she mix it in a bowl

They way she mix it up

Macaroni in a... mix it up
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