Текст песни B.D.P. - Boogie

Yeah, and it goes
Tank top on, sweatpants over the stove top
Corner store run, I need two more boxes of fold tops
Mason jar in the old pot
Ayy, you keep rockin' and you don't stop
I put that doo-wop in the soda, make that bitchy do a tuck
Gabby Douglas with the wristwear, turn skateboards into a truck
We just call it coming up
I let my old head test it, now that motherfucker stuck
The neighbors know about us, I move in New York nicks
Chasing Milwaukee bucks, I'm on my New York shit
Skelly top making plucks
Kill the block ashes to ashes dust to dust
I know they ask about us
But if it ain't about paper then I don't say much
It's Boogie Boogie if you ain't heard of me
Yeah
From DMP, now it's B.D.P cause I'm getting

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Rubber band money, all of it in tube socks
Crib full of hammers, call that there the tool shop
Bust a whole thing down, all in pool shots
Keep rocking and you don't stop
I'm sticking to the script, it's still serve and stack on niggas
About to get a beeper
Take it back on niggas
All day, all night, ain't no slacking niggas
And when it's gone, I'm Sean Carter, fade to black on niggas
Then I'm back on niggas like I never left
Puffing purple, playin' purple tape while I Ray Quan the chef
Yeah, I'm just gettin' to the check
Moving work, no clock, no desk
All the work is out with no stretch
I give you the blueprint, with no sketch
If you can catch it, it's a sight to see
I'm KRS and this is B.D.P. cause I'm gettin

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