Boat (Remix) versuri

Pooh Shiesty feat. Trim

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Versuri Trim & Pooh Shiesty – Boat (Remix) lyrics

[Chorus: Trim]
I wanna twerk on the flo, flo (Okay)
She wanna twerk onna boat, boat (Aht, aht aht)
I wanna twerk on the flo (Okay)
I do not care ‘bout these niggas
So why would you think that I care ‘bout a hoe, hoe

[Verse 1: Trim]
I wanna twerk on the flo, flo
She wanna twerk on a boat, boat
I do not care ‘bout these niggas
So why would you think that I care ‘bout a hoe, hoe
All of my niggas be ready to shoot out these bitches
My niggas so cold, cold
I told my partner to keep it one hundred
You fuckin’ with her, let me know, hoe
I’m finna shake it on top of these niggas
I’m finna throw it, throw it, throw it
He said he ready to send me a figurе
I told him show it, show it, show it
My nigga posted outside of the block
You know hе get to blastin’ when niggas act tough
All of my shooters be ready to scope
I see you niggas be ready to bluff

[Pre-Chorus: Trim]
I’m finna throw it, throw it, throw it, throw it, throw it, throw it, throw it
Act like you know it, know it, know it, know it, know it, know it, know it
I’m finna throw it, throw it, throw it, throw it, throw it, throw it, throw it
Act like you know it, know it, know it, know it, know it, know it, know it

[Chorus: Trim]
I wanna twerk on the flo, flo (Okay)
She wanna twerk on a boat, boat
I wanna twerk on the flo
I do not care ‘bout these niggas
So why would you think that I care ‘bout a hoe, hoe

[Verse: Pooh Shiesty]
Her booty little, but it can still clap
Don’t ask me how I know
She miss the old Shiesty
She said, “Go back to my nappy fro”
I’m tryna put dick in your back, fuck that bed, get on the floor
I’m tryna spit this liquor in your mouth, bae fuck driving the boat
I hit your party with K Carbon, big ass draco in my coat
Fuck that one nigga in here, was hating so I left with his hoe
I no look, pass the bitch to gang, know they ask me how that go
Shit, we was chilling, watching TV till she pulled out my remote (ah-ah)
In my McLaren, wearing Celine, the interior slime green
Bad bitches call me king, if I fuck twice, you made the team
Imma break her off something proper, something like she ain’t never seen
I love to fight, bae, if you throw that pussy at me, I’m a swing brr

[Verse: Trim]
I do not bout a hoe, no
All of these niggas be broke, broke
He saw me, wanna come eat on this body
I think he breaking the bro code
He wanna hit on the low, low
You gotta send me some dough, dough
He said he wanna buy me a new bottom
So i can twerk like a hoe, hoe
You wanna be me, then pick up the pace
He said he like when I hop on his face
I’m finna ride it while he eat the cake
He said he like when I scream out his name
You cannot be me, hoe, stay in your lane
I don’t know why you thought you was the main
He finna by me patek and a chain
I gave him the cookie, he going insane (‘Sane, ‘sane)

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