BOOTY Lyrics
| Song | BOOTY |
| Artist | Abhi The Nomad |
| Album | BOOTY (feat. Geez Louise) |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:02.53] | (Sheesh, sheesh) |
| [00:03.36] | I might do like Venice Beach and sell my CDs, **** |
| [00:06.40] | Staying hydrated **** the liquor on some DD **** |
| [00:09.36] | Deep slap you out the bar with them hands I sold you CDs with |
| [00:12.27] | Controller holding genie grip, never rock designer |
| [00:15.23] | Should I follow what they tease me with, we got higher values |
| [00:18.36] | Y'all are barely popping cleaving rip, my team is full of pinkies pointed upwards by some geniuses (genius) |
| [00:23.36] | Turn around on swivel chairs and say "Shall we meet again?" on some Dr. Evil **** |
| [00:27.46] | Down the cop receipts and write ’em off like they don't mean a thing |
| [00:30.49] | I ain't flexing cash I’m bragging how I Gary Vee'd this **** |
| [00:33.38] | Wake up early 6 o'clock, feed the cat, read a book |
| [00:36.78] | Mix n' matching dirty samples writing Peter Griffin hooks |
| [00:39.69] | Straight stupid, never divvy that paper ***** I'm Babe Ruthin' |
| [00:42.67] | Every day got a new ************ with a Soundcloud link to the same music |
| [00:46.48] | 'Cause y'all still still got the same muses (whaaat?) |
| [00:49.29] | I bang Nirvana with the same amusement, so what? (whaaat?) |
| [00:52.41] | Yeah |
| [00:53.57] | Oh you wanna build and you got some ideas and a vision wait a minute, hold up |
| [00:59.79] | I had no game given to me and I really wasn’t invited here, I just showed up |
| [01:06.30] | They had me on my doubt game strong said I wouldn’t last long, I grow'd up |
| [01:12.00] | Don’t let 'em get you down (nah) |
| [01:14.04] | Legs, arms folded, meditate |
| [01:16.38] | Yeah swole solstice brother munching Willie Maes |
| [01:19.02] | Printed pattern pills on platters, I could serve a river waves |
| [01:21.73] | I could butterfly the Kurt Cobain and Courtney Love a wraith |
| [01:25.19] | Now that's how you let a floor model misbehave |
| [01:28.14] | Ok, 97 backfield pack pat feel off black wearing plat grills at my last meal |
| [01:34.29] | Cash out fifth ave steal if the ass real, peel back windshields drill 'till the sax spill |
| [01:40.30] | Lip smacking’ grass swords, last verse I poured was like nicotine to newborns, in the crack ward |
| [01:45.42] | Told y'all the task force masked forward in a Rav4 |
| [01:48.84] | Run a lane, driving crash course, shattered backboards from half court |
| [01:52.48] | Passport looking Shammgod euro cut Giannis, life's a wet beach I'm on an inflatable dolphin |
| [01:58.28] | Passin' Insta-Lindsay Lohan grams through Decaduro dollars squadron larger than the Dodgers, some ebonic Mr. Rogers (ummm) |
| [02:05.99] | Yeah |
| [02:06.24] | Oh you wanna build and you got some ideas and a vision wait a minute, hold up |
| [02:12.61] | I had no game given to me and I really wasn't invited here, I just showed up |
| [02:19.15] | They had me on my doubt game strong said I wouldn't last long, I grow'd up |
| [02:24.81] | Don't let 'em get you down (nah) |
| [02:27.06] | Legs, arms folded, meditate |
| [00:02.53] | Sheesh, sheesh |
| [00:03.36] | I might do like Venice Beach and sell my CDs, |
| [00:06.40] | Staying hydrated the liquor on some DD |
| [00:09.36] | Deep slap you out the bar with them hands I sold you CDs with |
| [00:12.27] | Controller holding genie grip, never rock designer |
| [00:15.23] | Should I follow what they tease me with, we got higher values |
| [00:18.36] | Y' all are barely popping cleaving rip, my team is full of pinkies pointed upwards by some geniuses genius |
| [00:23.36] | Turn around on swivel chairs and say " Shall we meet again?" on some Dr. Evil |
| [00:27.46] | Down the cop receipts and write ' em off like they don' t mean a thing |
| [00:30.49] | I ain' t flexing cash I' m bragging how I Gary Vee' d this |
| [00:33.38] | Wake up early 6 o' clock, feed the cat, read a book |
| [00:36.78] | Mix n' matching dirty samples writing Peter Griffin hooks |
| [00:39.69] | Straight stupid, never divvy that paper I' m Babe Ruthin' |
| [00:42.67] | Every day got a new with a Soundcloud link to the same music |
| [00:46.48] | ' Cause y' all still still got the same muses whaaat? |
| [00:49.29] | I bang Nirvana with the same amusement, so what? whaaat? |
| [00:52.41] | Yeah |
| [00:53.57] | Oh you wanna build and you got some ideas and a vision wait a minute, hold up |
| [00:59.79] | I had no game given to me and I really wasn' t invited here, I just showed up |
| [01:06.30] | They had me on my doubt game strong said I wouldn' t last long, I grow' d up |
| [01:12.00] | Don' t let ' em get you down nah |
| [01:14.04] | Legs, arms folded, meditate |
| [01:16.38] | Yeah swole solstice brother munching Willie Maes |
| [01:19.02] | Printed pattern pills on platters, I could serve a river waves |
| [01:21.73] | I could butterfly the Kurt Cobain and Courtney Love a wraith |
| [01:25.19] | Now that' s how you let a floor model misbehave |
| [01:28.14] | Ok, 97 backfield pack pat feel off black wearing plat grills at my last meal |
| [01:34.29] | Cash out fifth ave steal if the ass real, peel back windshields drill ' till the sax spill |
| [01:40.30] | Lip smacking' grass swords, last verse I poured was like nicotine to newborns, in the crack ward |
| [01:45.42] | Told y' all the task force masked forward in a Rav4 |
| [01:48.84] | Run a lane, driving crash course, shattered backboards from half court |
| [01:52.48] | Passport looking Shammgod euro cut Giannis, life' s a wet beach I' m on an inflatable dolphin |
| [01:58.28] | Passin' InstaLindsay Lohan grams through Decaduro dollars squadron larger than the Dodgers, some ebonic Mr. Rogers ummm |
| [02:05.99] | Yeah |
| [02:06.24] | Oh you wanna build and you got some ideas and a vision wait a minute, hold up |
| [02:12.61] | I had no game given to me and I really wasn' t invited here, I just showed up |
| [02:19.15] | They had me on my doubt game strong said I wouldn' t last long, I grow' d up |
| [02:24.81] | Don' t let ' em get you down nah |
| [02:27.06] | Legs, arms folded, meditate |
| [00:02.53] | Sheesh, sheesh |
| [00:03.36] | I might do like Venice Beach and sell my CDs, |
| [00:06.40] | Staying hydrated the liquor on some DD |
| [00:09.36] | Deep slap you out the bar with them hands I sold you CDs with |
| [00:12.27] | Controller holding genie grip, never rock designer |
| [00:15.23] | Should I follow what they tease me with, we got higher values |
| [00:18.36] | Y' all are barely popping cleaving rip, my team is full of pinkies pointed upwards by some geniuses genius |
| [00:23.36] | Turn around on swivel chairs and say " Shall we meet again?" on some Dr. Evil |
| [00:27.46] | Down the cop receipts and write ' em off like they don' t mean a thing |
| [00:30.49] | I ain' t flexing cash I' m bragging how I Gary Vee' d this |
| [00:33.38] | Wake up early 6 o' clock, feed the cat, read a book |
| [00:36.78] | Mix n' matching dirty samples writing Peter Griffin hooks |
| [00:39.69] | Straight stupid, never divvy that paper I' m Babe Ruthin' |
| [00:42.67] | Every day got a new with a Soundcloud link to the same music |
| [00:46.48] | ' Cause y' all still still got the same muses whaaat? |
| [00:49.29] | I bang Nirvana with the same amusement, so what? whaaat? |
| [00:52.41] | Yeah |
| [00:53.57] | Oh you wanna build and you got some ideas and a vision wait a minute, hold up |
| [00:59.79] | I had no game given to me and I really wasn' t invited here, I just showed up |
| [01:06.30] | They had me on my doubt game strong said I wouldn' t last long, I grow' d up |
| [01:12.00] | Don' t let ' em get you down nah |
| [01:14.04] | Legs, arms folded, meditate |
| [01:16.38] | Yeah swole solstice brother munching Willie Maes |
| [01:19.02] | Printed pattern pills on platters, I could serve a river waves |
| [01:21.73] | I could butterfly the Kurt Cobain and Courtney Love a wraith |
| [01:25.19] | Now that' s how you let a floor model misbehave |
| [01:28.14] | Ok, 97 backfield pack pat feel off black wearing plat grills at my last meal |
| [01:34.29] | Cash out fifth ave steal if the ass real, peel back windshields drill ' till the sax spill |
| [01:40.30] | Lip smacking' grass swords, last verse I poured was like nicotine to newborns, in the crack ward |
| [01:45.42] | Told y' all the task force masked forward in a Rav4 |
| [01:48.84] | Run a lane, driving crash course, shattered backboards from half court |
| [01:52.48] | Passport looking Shammgod euro cut Giannis, life' s a wet beach I' m on an inflatable dolphin |
| [01:58.28] | Passin' InstaLindsay Lohan grams through Decaduro dollars squadron larger than the Dodgers, some ebonic Mr. Rogers ummm |
| [02:05.99] | Yeah |
| [02:06.24] | Oh you wanna build and you got some ideas and a vision wait a minute, hold up |
| [02:12.61] | I had no game given to me and I really wasn' t invited here, I just showed up |
| [02:19.15] | They had me on my doubt game strong said I wouldn' t last long, I grow' d up |
| [02:24.81] | Don' t let ' em get you down nah |
| [02:27.06] | Legs, arms folded, meditate |
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