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Credits
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Raina Simone Henderson
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KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Terry Williamson
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Josiah Gillie
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Raina Simone Henderson
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PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
DJ Chopp-A-Lot
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Bapekash
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Raina Simone Henderson
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Lyrics
Like who gon do me sum
Man all my partners riding
They say they looking ha
Why everybody hiding
It's the fourth of July
They know that we sliding
Boocoo money aint a thing
Throw it back and make it rain
Like who gon do me sum
Man all my partners riding
They say they looking ha
Why everybody hiding
It's the fourth of July
They know that we sliding
Boocoo money aint a thing
Throw it back and make it rain
Yeah
I'm out New York
But my mama out Louisiana
So I call you baby
Cuz you like to hear that southern grammar
And it's still free all of my ni*gas locked down in that slammer
NRA smiling
He got locked with that banana nana
Keep acting silly
Ima turn you color purple
All my life I had to fight
It aint nothing to hurt you
For what's at stake that drake
Send you back
In time
Like a curfew
Murked you
I aint no killer
Just tryna figure my virtues
Somebody praying for the things I take for granted
Grateful for my journey though it don't work as I plan it
Saturn how my rings wrapped round my fingers
It was candid
The boy done got shot off guard
Tryna take my sh*t
And then vanish
Whole crew bad snatch everybody
They be choosing
N*ggas in they phones sneak text us
Like Houston
Losing
To the bills
I'm running to the change
Got a lil money now the hoochies say my name
Like who gon do me sum
Man all my partners riding
They say they looking ha
Why everybody hiding
It's the fourth of July
They know that we sliding
Boocoo money aint a thing
Throw it back and make it rain
Like who gon do me sum
Man all my partners riding
They say they looking ha
Why everybody hiding
It's the fourth of July
They know that we sliding
Boocoo money aint a thing
Throw it back and make it rain
Money aint a thing
Ima get it
Ask about me bet my name ring in the city
Whole lot of gold chains
I done gained
Got me litty
Please don't think this sh*t a game
Leave your brains in your fitted
Louisiana baby
Say she like the way I talk
Spent a G on these Balenci's
I be stepping when I walk
You would think I was TI the way I make em bring em out
You would think I was Jay Z
The way I shake back from a loss
Put your bricks up on this za
This that sh*t that make you cough
That head up on your shoulders
It aint sh*t to take it off
She keep coming out them clothes
If she thick she take em off
Real gutter a*s ni*ga
Coming straight from out the south
Say she want to ride
I'm like shorty we can roll
Real trap queen I might never let her go
I done took two shots of this Hennessy
I'm like please don't f*ck up my energy
Like who gon do me sum
Man all my partners riding
They say they looking ha
Why everybody hiding
It's the fourth of July
They know that we sliding
Boocoo money aint a thing
Throw it back and make it rain
Like who gon do me sum
Man all my partners riding
They say they looking ha
Why everybody hiding
It's the fourth of July
They know that we sliding
Boocoo money aint a thing
Throw it back and make it rain
Ima give you what you like
And we gon party up tonight
Got my brothers we gon ride or die
You want to see about us
Come inside
Oh let me hop up in that as*
Ima smash sum
Smack down King guaranteed Ima stab one
Im in charge like the dean
Got the bittys in the classroom
Im the n*gga with the cheese
Girl I hate to bring you bad news
So can I come see you tonight
Baby hop up on this ride
Im tryna see you come alive
Im feeling good like a Friday night
Call me JP
I'm smacking
You know me
Get the party cracking
Mmm off the rip
Need the front and the back end
I stay on my grind
You won't ever catch me lacking
Like who gon do me sum
Man all my partners riding
They say they looking ha
Why everybody hiding
It's the fourth of July
They know that we sliding
Boocoo money aint a thing
Throw it back and make it rain
Like who gon do me sum
Man all my partners riding
They say they looking ha
Why everybody hiding
It's the fourth of July
They know that we sliding
Boocoo money aint a thing
Throw it back and make it rain
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