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Not3s - Boom Bam (feat. Young T & Bugsey) lyrics

Artist: Not3s

album: 3 Th3 Album


Looky, looky girl, why you look man?
Come here, come here, come boom bam
Come here, come here, consume man, like
Sacrebleu, got bagga woman
Deluxe suite, we at the Savoy
I'm in new Chane', ne' like, "woi, oi, oi"
I can see the boydem, see the boy, oi, oi
I'm superstitious, five-car convoy
Checks the neck like Frozen 2
Elsa's hand be frozen too
Ain't vain but we don't bleed the same
Bloodline of mine is royal blue
At the club, my bros in the booth
For tings in the booth, told truths in the booth
I heard a herd of girls with were queuing the block
Told one plus three, didn't say, "Bring a crew"
Flavors for the night, three-five, or a Q
Pop out surprise, Casper, peek-a-boo
Form switch through seasons, Majin Buu
Girl make all that thickness look cute
Girl make all that slimness feel huge
'Cause you're groundbreakin' in the room
Neck breaker in the streets
Stay stuck up on your wave
Ride on it, go stupid
Whine that waist and loose it
A plus brain, not a stupid girl
Archin' type, Cupid girl
Mega dream like lucid girl
So much juice, she rock the world
Rolex wet, mother of pearl
Clockwise glidin' freely, girl
Looky, looky girl, why you look man?
Come here, come here, come boom bam
Come here, come here, consume man, like
Sacrebleu, got bagga woman
Deluxe suite, we at the Savoy
I'm in new Chane', -ne' like, "Woi, oi, oi"
I can see the boydem, see the boy, oi, oi
I'm superstitious, five-car convoy
Yeah, I'm in the matte black Hummer, prong set color
Worth my dollar, mm
She gon' come get turn up
Late-night holla, bum-bum, ba-da, mm
They wanna hit me, they were on my, mm
You make the whistle get dug up, mm
Make it clap in the Range, all the racks make me lean
Big tucks here, I was really on the route (really)
Rose gold plain, I don't wanna buss it down (no)
10G spent, man, I'm really uptown (yeah)
I was so brass but I'm really up now (come on)
It's the return of the mack
Come burning 'em back, I roll with a rass
With a ratch' in the sack
50 G's on my lap, I just faint and I laugh
Looky, looky girl, why you look man?
Come here, come here, come boom bam
Come here, come here, consume man, like
Sacrebleu, got bagga woman
Deluxe suite, we at the Savoy
I'm in new Chane', -ne' like, "Woi, oi, oi"
I can see the boydem, see the boy, oi, oi
I'm superstitious, five-car convoy
Coupé, she gonna spread it in there
I filet the mignon, bloody and rare
Funny you care (Mm-hmm)
Slumdog millionnaire
Chane', -ne', how many pairs?
Two twins in my face, how can I share?
New plate, the day-date, flood it next year
Cali nugs, the grade A, all in the air (ooh-woo)
My baby love me for me
Late creep, I slid in a Addison Lee
Big flick, the flick-flick, I had it on me
Big links, the bling-bling, I had it on glee
Bentayga truck, I never seen it on E
You were doubtin' the vision, had to make 'em believe
Are you listenin' to me?
Baby, ride and repeat
Put your feelings into it
Lil' body, lil' freak
Ride on it, go stupid
Whine that waist and loose it
A plus brain, not a stupid girl
Archin' type, Cupid girl
Mega dream like lucid girl
So much juice, she rock the world
Rolex wet, mother of pearl
Clockwise glidin' freely, girl
Looky, looky girl, why you look man?
Come here, come here, come boom bam
Come here, come here, consume man, like
Sacrebleu, got bagga woman
Deluxe suite, we at the Savoy
I'm in new Chane', -ne' like, "Woi, oi, oi"
I can see the boydem, see the boy, oi, oi
I'm superstitious, five-car convoy

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