DJ Drama, 24hrs, Young Nudy and SlickLaFlare - Boujee Bitches

(A--A-Ayy Slick, turn that beat up)
We back at it
Yeah
EA, EA time (DJ Drama)
12 AM in Atlanta (24)
Yeah, homie, you know what's happenin', okay

Rather be all by myself and not kick it with people
12 AM in ATL, the sequel (yes sir, yes sir)
Ridin' in the Maybach, we gon' hot box that
Hundreds sit on hundreds, that's a whole lotta racks
I could swoop you up from Cascade, then we drivin' right back
I just popped a Percocet, I got forty minutes max'
Yeah, she like when I hit from the back
Then she wanna climb on top of me
Diamonds dance like that
Look like choreography
40 Glock on me, nigga, you ain't robbin' me
Shawty love my jeans, say she want a pic' of me (yeah)
She like when I hit from the back
Then she wanna climb on top of me
Diamonds dance like that
Look like choreography

Why you wanna hit me with your problems? (Hit me with your)
We went to the top from the bottom (from the bottom)
Pick a bitch out from her style (yeah, yeah)
Only fuckin' bougie bitches now (only fuckin' bougie bitches)
Way too much designer in my closet
Used to be that nigga, then you lost it (yeah)
Pick a bitch out from her style (yeah)
Only fuckin' bougie bitches now (only fuckin' bougie bitches, okay)

Only fuckin' bougie bitches now (okay)
If she stuck up, I'm gon' stick it in her mother fuckin' mouth (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Turn a bougie bitch into a thot and then I trap her house out (trap her house out)
We got sticks and we got bricks, I hid it in the couch (hid it in the couch)
Yeah, I'm Mr. Trap It Out (yeah)
Mr. Count That Money (money)
Mr. Have A Nigga Killed
Have him dead by the morning (fah-fah)
Got the mic with the stand
Know that stick just performin' (woah)
I just fucked up the whole show
'Cause that bullshit, I stay on it (uh-huh)
But I'm bool, hit the condo (yeah)
Got a bitch who gon' suck on me (bang)
She's a groupie, one night stand that hoe
And pass her to my homies (ayy)
Then I send her right back to her nigga
Bitch, you never lonely (bitch, you never)
And you know I keep it on me (yeah)
Just in case he wanna trip (yeah)

Why you wanna hit me with your problems? (Hit me with your)
We went to the top from the bottom (from the bottom)
Pick a bitch out from her style (yeah, yeah)
Only fuckin' bougie bitches now (only fuckin' bougie bitches)
Way too much designer in my closet
Used to be that nigga, then you lost it
Pick a bitch out from her style
Only fuckin' bougie bitches now

Pick a bitch out from her style
Only fuckin' bougie bitches now

Legendary
Like Gangsta Grillz back in '05
ATL type vibes
Gotta live it to know it
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Written by:
Robert Davis III

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