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A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie – Macaroni Lyrics

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Nigga dont 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 aint get to fuck
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 Im really putting on? Where my city at?
Highbridge, nigga from the Bronx, where it get gritty at
I be smoking on gorilla glue and smoking GG pack
They dont 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 dont get to check
I could turn your girl into a demon, boy dont get me mad
Fuck 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 fuckin bartender, yeah
Then I saw her dancing on a pole, she a stripper, yeah
Macaroni in a bowl, she be mixing, yeah

My nigga dont 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, thats how I kept my cool
Saw my nigga Quado on the news, thats why I kept my tool

Dont you try to tell me nothing nigga you dont know me
Done with this bottle, fill me up I need another Ros
Got a hitta, couple hittas up when Im by my lonely
I think they already know wassup, I dont fuck with phonies

Lately I been running out of time, I need another rollie
Lately I been on the west-side, dont 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 dont get to check
I could turn your girl into a demon, boy dont get me mad
Fuck 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 fuckin 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