Lyrics

[Chorus]
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, you're running like Cathy Cathy
Too scared to get splashy, so you start dashing
When you see four deep in the backseat
Slide me and bang me that fat heat
[Verse 1]
They wanna see me and 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 and my G's
I don’t give no handouts
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
Like link up, creep up, speak up
Merk 'em all in my jeans
Full innit for the cream
Don’t serve the opps or neither the fiends
Like how have you been?
[Chorus]
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, you're running like Cathy Cathy
Too scared to get splashy, so you start dashing
When you see four deep in the backseat
Slide me and bang me that fat heat
[Verse 2]
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 havanas
Can't just stop me now
I'm at the top of my Aus shit now
Brudda, I'm foul, no technical
My gang pull up like Efectivo!
[Chorus]
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, you're running like Cathy Cathy
Too scared to get splashy, so you start dashing
When you see four deep in the backseat
Slide me and bang me that fat heat
[Verse 3]
Now, you're looking all stupid, acting
You're not use to this action packing
Tryna catch that luck like Lucci
Like Al in the kingpin movies
Too smooth, too soothy
I don’t need no reason, we caught that addy
Don’t need ballys
Yeah, and we hang him for treason
This gun play season
This shit just way too easy
Six out here still teasing
What you need? What you fiending?
The T still on from the morning till the evening
'Cause the locals are fiending
That cash flow still ice cold and it’s freezing
That’s steady and breathing
[Chorus]
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, you're running like Cathy Cathy
Too scared to get splashy, so you start dashing
When you see four deep in the backseat
Slide me and bang me that fat heat
Written by: Hp Boyz
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