Lyrics Bad N Bouj - Hp Boyz
What
do
you
know
bout
bad
and
bouj
What
do
you
know
bout
squeeze
splash
that
juice
Don′t
wanna
be
ducking
you
goose
All
of
my
g's
are
crazy,
all
of
my
g′s
are
loose
Now
your
running
like
Kathy
Kathy
Too
scared
to
get
splashy
so
you
start
dashing
When
you
see
4 deep
in
the
back
seat
Slide
me
and
bang
me
that
fat
heat
They
wanna
see
me
an
my
gang
Of
course
will
pull
in
a
Porsche
Club
banger
when
we
open
them
doors
Lads
just
stepped
in
the
whole
club
paused
They
don't
want
this
heat
They
couldn't
compete
with
me
an
my
geez
I
don′t
give
no
hand
outs
this
shit
doesn′t
come
for
free
Stop
hanging
out
on
the
wing
It's
freezing
cold
In
the
spring
My
trappers
line
still
blings
(Ring)
Like
link
up
creep
up
speak
up
merkem
all
in
my
jeans
Full
innit
for
the
cream
Don′t
serve
the
ops
or
neither
the
fenes
Like
how
are
you
been?
What
do
you
know
bout
bad
and
bouj
What
do
you
know
bout
squeeze
splash
that
juice
Don't
wanna
be
ducking
you
goose
All
of
my
g′s
are
crazy,
all
of
my
g's
are
loose
Now
your
running
like
Kathy
Kathy
To
scared
to
get
splashy
so
you
start
dashing
When
you
see
4 deep
in
the
back
seat
Slide
me
and
bang
me
that
fat
heat
Look
around
me
Got
my
whole
crew
sittin
on
a
balcony
Like
how
can
he
move
like
that?
Free
my
crew
in
the
SHU,
soon
back
I
skid
it
like
wick
n
them
I
kick
it
like
Wilkinson
I′m
on
MTV,
play
my
mp3
At
the
MCG
then
Twickenham
Like
yeah,
nah,
can't
be
stopped
Skid
it
like
wick,
till
my
heart
beats
stuck
Santana,
feeling
like
Dave
with
the
drama
Psycho,
smack
you
in
the
head
with
havaianas
Can't
just
stop
me
now
I′m
at
the
top
of
my
Aus
sh*t
now
Brudda
i′m
foul,
no
technical
My
gang
pull
up
like
Efectivo!
What
do
you
know
bout
bad
and
bouj
What
do
you
know
bout
squeeze
splash
that
juice
Don't
wanna
be
ducking
you
goose
All
of
my
g′s
are
crazy,
all
of
my
g's
are
loose
Now
your
running
like
Kathy
Kathy
Too
scared
to
get
splashy
so
you
start
dashing
When
you
see
4 deep
in
the
back
seat
Slide
me
and
bang
me
that
fat
heat
Now
your
looking
all
stupid,
acting
Not
use
to
this
action
packing
Tryna
catch
that
luck
like
lucci
Like
Al
in
the
king
pin
movies
To
smooth
to
soothy
I
don′t
need
no
reason,
we
caught
that
addy
Don't
need
bellys
and
we
hang
him
for
treason
This
gun
play
season
This
shit
just
way
too
easy
6 out
here
still
teasing
What
you
need
what
you
feining
The
T
still
on
from
the
morning
till
the
evening
Cause
the
locals
are
feining
That
cash
flow
still
ice
cold
and
it′s
freezing
That's
steady
and
breathing
What
do
you
know
bout
bad
and
bouj
What
do
you
know
bout
squeeze
splash
that
juice
Don't
wanna
be
ducking
you
goose
All
of
my
g′s
are
crazy,
all
of
my
g′s
are
loose
Now
your
running
like
Kathy
Kathy
To
scared
to
get
splashy
so
you
start
dashing
When
you
see
4 deep
in
the
back
seat
Slide
me
and
bang
me
that
fat
heat
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