Drakeo The Ruler - Get Yo Boogie On

You know what the fuck the truth is, nigga
Stop playin' with us
Yeah, you know what it is when you see us outside with Dawns and 'Rari's parked
(Smoov, what's good baby?)

Everybody dance, get your boogie on
Twelve at night, I'm waitin' outside with a hoodie on (shit)
Of course it say Gallery Department
What your socks say?
That's an awful lot of cough syrup
.223 shells for smart alecks, bring your thoughts up
You knew it was fully autos in the car before you walked up
7.62s, I ain't never had a Mossberg
5.56s at all the groups I'm finna spark out
I just made it rain at the opps hood celebration
I just hit the club with Lil Meech and wore all my jewelry
I heard you sneak dissin' on the 'Net but is he talkin' to me?
I came in with some mean Crips, get his walker for 'em

Everybody dance, get your boogie on
Twelve at night, I'm waitin' outside with a hoodie on
It's half a million dollar cars parked, why your homie run?
Suicidal thoughts, hop out the Dawn, you know what we on
Shit, everybody dance, get your boogie on
12 at night, I'm waitin' outside with a hoodie on
It's half a million dollar cars parked, why your homie run?
Suicidal thoughts, hop out the Dawn, you know what we on

Shit, nigga (we know the truth)
Everybody dance, get your boogie on
Nigga (the truth hurt don't it)
7.62s up in my hand, you know what we on (that's the truth, nigga)
Yeah, everybody dance get your boogie on (get Shaq'd out)
Awful Lotta Cough Syrup shirts and Gallery Department

Written by:
Darrell Caldwell

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Lyrics © FETCH PUBLISHING, BILL MODE RICO

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