Flow
Boujee Dre
Sam Wiz on the beat
Flow mental so mental
Go run and tell your people and your kin folk
This intro this what you in for
Oh you aint know I was bout to blow
My money coming fast yours coming slow
Niggas think they in but they in but they out the door
I don't give a fuck so what you asking for
Niggas always fronting yeah they capping yo
I'm a nympho, I'm a nympho
Freaky deaky yeah my sex game so cold
Been that shit since five years old
Niggas think they tough but they aint so bold
The shit I spit is hot yours running cold
A hundred fahrenheit yours zero below
Yeah I write my raps yours written by ghosts
I'll make them shake they ass like a pole
All about my bread like that boy named doe
That's a rental I own this hoe
Looking for the bread and the residuals
Running up a check yeah I got the cake
Nigga bow down and appreciate
It's boujee dre
Yeah Imma be great
If you don't understand let me demonstrate
Come try me out give this a taste
Second verse lets go bezzerk
Shake it fast gone head and twerk
Nine to five bitch go to work
Rock that shit until it hurt
Dre on the beat yeah I'm real boujee
Got heads turning when I'm on the scene
Real freaky find out and see
Peaches and cream if you know what I mean
I like it cuz you cuz you cuz you know I'm a fiend
Andre three k flow on the beat
Andre the giant if you step to me
Run up get done up fucking with me
I don't play games I aint no PS please
Real legit like a notary
Have you in a different world like Occulus
Dre on top aint no stopping it
Yo favorite rapper aint topping it
I can go non stop with this
Got stamina I can go all night
Slim and fine yeah its just right
Yall talk shit outta spite
But I'm still gone shine
All the time
Dre write his rhymes every fucking line
I'm boujee bad real sublime
Third round yeah its time to get down
Bad bitches come around every time I'm in town
When haters see me smile all they do is frown
Young boujee king nigga where's my crown
Real humble yeah my feet on the ground
Give me my props top tier I'm bound
Dre on the track every beat I attack
Yeah you opps get back Brr tat tat tat
You on that fuck shit I aint having that
I'm real bad while you looking mad
Hope by now that you figured out
Exactly what the fuck I'm about
I'm about to take care of business
They said I'm ugly check your lenses
Yall hoes should be sentenced
For them ugly ass fits that you wearing
Yall can't keep yall shit together
Thats why you hating on the gram forever
I keep it real
Haters fuck how you feel
Let me give you the spiel
All I want is the scrill
Need a big shot that can cover the bill
But I got my own shit I don't need him forreal
I'm gone stay bossed up till my times up
Haters you lost and I wish you luck
Now let me keep it going
With that futuristic flowing
Yeah I grew up on Knowles and
My momma proud I'm growing
I'm trying to show them
I'm a star won't stop glowing
Yeah It's bout time yall know this
Yeah Imma make yall notice
Let me keep it going
With that futuristic flowing
Yeah I grew up on Knowles and
My momma proud I'm growing
I'm trying to show them
I'm a star won't stop glowing
Yeah It's bout time yall know this
Yeah Imma make you notice
Sam Wiz on the beat
Flow mental so mental
Go run and tell your people and your kin folk
This intro this what you in for
Oh you aint know I was bout to blow
My money coming fast yours coming slow
Niggas think they in but they in but they out the door
I don't give a fuck so what you asking for
Niggas always fronting yeah they capping yo
I'm a nympho, I'm a nympho
Freaky deaky yeah my sex game so cold
Been that shit since five years old
Niggas think they tough but they aint so bold
The shit I spit is hot yours running cold
A hundred fahrenheit yours zero below
Yeah I write my raps yours written by ghosts
I'll make them shake they ass like a pole
All about my bread like that boy named doe
That's a rental I own this hoe
Looking for the bread and the residuals
Running up a check yeah I got the cake
Nigga bow down and appreciate
It's boujee dre
Yeah Imma be great
If you don't understand let me demonstrate
Come try me out give this a taste
Second verse lets go bezzerk
Shake it fast gone head and twerk
Nine to five bitch go to work
Rock that shit until it hurt
Dre on the beat yeah I'm real boujee
Got heads turning when I'm on the scene
Real freaky find out and see
Peaches and cream if you know what I mean
I like it cuz you cuz you cuz you know I'm a fiend
Andre three k flow on the beat
Andre the giant if you step to me
Run up get done up fucking with me
I don't play games I aint no PS please
Real legit like a notary
Have you in a different world like Occulus
Dre on top aint no stopping it
Yo favorite rapper aint topping it
I can go non stop with this
Got stamina I can go all night
Slim and fine yeah its just right
Yall talk shit outta spite
But I'm still gone shine
All the time
Dre write his rhymes every fucking line
I'm boujee bad real sublime
Third round yeah its time to get down
Bad bitches come around every time I'm in town
When haters see me smile all they do is frown
Young boujee king nigga where's my crown
Real humble yeah my feet on the ground
Give me my props top tier I'm bound
Dre on the track every beat I attack
Yeah you opps get back Brr tat tat tat
You on that fuck shit I aint having that
I'm real bad while you looking mad
Hope by now that you figured out
Exactly what the fuck I'm about
I'm about to take care of business
They said I'm ugly check your lenses
Yall hoes should be sentenced
For them ugly ass fits that you wearing
Yall can't keep yall shit together
Thats why you hating on the gram forever
I keep it real
Haters fuck how you feel
Let me give you the spiel
All I want is the scrill
Need a big shot that can cover the bill
But I got my own shit I don't need him forreal
I'm gone stay bossed up till my times up
Haters you lost and I wish you luck
Now let me keep it going
With that futuristic flowing
Yeah I grew up on Knowles and
My momma proud I'm growing
I'm trying to show them
I'm a star won't stop glowing
Yeah It's bout time yall know this
Yeah Imma make yall notice
Let me keep it going
With that futuristic flowing
Yeah I grew up on Knowles and
My momma proud I'm growing
I'm trying to show them
I'm a star won't stop glowing
Yeah It's bout time yall know this
Yeah Imma make you notice
Credits
Writer(s): Andre Washington
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