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Migos - Bad And Boujee Lyrics
Cookin' up dope in the crockpot (pot) We came from nothin' to somethin' nigga (hey) I don't trust nobody grip the trigger (nobody) Call up the gang, and they come and get you (gang) Cry me a river, give you a tissue (hey) My bitch is bad and boujee (bad) Cookin' up dope with a Uzi (blaow) My niggas is savage, ruthless (savage) Bad And Boujee - Rain Drop Drop Top Lyrics
Saw your girl once now she choose me, yeah Raindrops, drop top (drop top) Smokin' on cookie in the hotbox (cookie) Fuckin′ on your bitch she a thot, thot, thot (thot) Cookin′ up dope in the crockpot, (pot) We came from nothin' to somethin′ nigga (hey) I don't trust nobody grip the trigger (nobody) Call up the gang, they come and get you ... Migos - Bad And Boujee Lyrics
Cookin' up dope in the crockpot (pot) We came from nothin' to somethin' nigga (hey) I don't trust nobody grip the trigger (nobody) Call up the gang, and they come and get you (gang) Cry me a river, give you a tissue (hey) My bitch is bad and boujee (bad) Cookin' up dope with an Uzi (blaow) My niggas is savage, ruthless (savage) Jim Jones - Kitchen Lyrics
They love when I be cooking up the blow In the kitchen, I'm in love with my kitchen I'm in love with my kitchen I'm in love with my kitchen I'm in love with my kitchen Yeah I got the money and I got the sack (Got that sack) I drop a deuce in it then I bring it back In the kitchen [Jim Jones:] I got four pots going and a crock pot too Peewee Longway - James Harden Lyrics
We cook up in pots and pans I load up a bop with Xans I send 'em on my command We flippin' and juggin' the strand In the bucket, a buck with the gas Fuckin' a thot with the bands The pointers on top of my Rolly Hold on, ho, fuck is you sayin'? Cut my stove on Pull up on me, lil' bitch, all my dough gone Come kick my styrofoam, cuff that ho like ... Young Thug - Guwop [Explicit] Lyrics
I came right back in and I turn up the show I want 'em Xans, they get me off I put the V neck on my team, yeah. Without the radio, it's 20 a show and that's fasho I need that bacon, bitch, we buyin' dope, that's how it go Black Amigos, bout the Freebandz That 44., I could cook the dope with no stove Pot on the floor E-40 - Over The Stove Lyrics
Over the stove in the kitchen cooking cha cha With a pickle jar and a pot of boiling watta Add a smiting west and a 30 ground chabba ... I'm try'na climb up the rope and were going way up to the top I got bars for days I'm dope in the studio line stump Can't let em sink my boat because they'll jealousy a plot Future - Scrape Lyrics
Scrape it out the pot when I cook it Scrape it out the pot when I cook it Scrape it out the pot when I cook it Scrape it out the pot when I cook it Make me have to cook it off the counter Make me have to serve you with the hammer Make me have to put it in the freezer Make me have to put it in a Pamper Bakin' is all you heard, whippin' cocaine ... King Von - Crazy Story Lyrics
’Cause this the plot, put 'em in the pot, let it cook like stew I grab my Glock, it been through a lot, but it still shoot like new We at the top, yeah we lost a lot, but that just how it go But check the score, if y'all lose one more, that's 6-24 Let me focus, can't be zoning out, he pullin' up now Benny The Butcher - Rubber Bands & Weight Lyrics ...
Cocaine jumping out the pot, rubber bands and weight Dope fiends walking up the block, rubber bands and weight 6am, but I ain't closing shop, my other plans can wait It's Tana, nigga, yeah, you know my block, did twenty grand a day Cocaine jumping out the pot, rubber bands and weight Dope fiends walking up the block, rubber bands and weight Lil Wayne - Sick Lyrics
I woke up, like this hoe I'm burning pot like Crisco She a Crip hoe but she a nympho And we color blind and you know love is blind In each others eyes, we butterflies Rock and roll like Hummer tires I don't even got to be her number 1 I'm her number 6 And she my number 9 Get it All these drugs scientific All these boys science fiction Big K.R.I.T. - Sookie Now Lyrics
I never left the crock pot bitch I'm cooking now Old school fed scrill rims got me looking down Country boy making noise world lookie now Might just throw some D's on it I got move to make On time with these dope breads, my money never late Don't be bothered with thee lames, you should elevate I got bottle for the poppin' boppin' we should ... k$upreme - Die By Myself 2 Lyrics
Fuck up the fuck up If you so heavy nigga put all your bucks up Yeah my nigga she stuck up She get what she want, if she don't she won't shut up Knuck if you buck up, I ran all, I ran all the guap up Aye I pour the drop up, aye yeah, I count my knots up I got more clout than a lot of you niggas You niggas can't talk to me wrong Migos - Bad and Boujee (feat. Lil Uzi Vert) Lyrics ...
Raindrop, drop top (drop top) Smokin' on - in the hotbox (cookie) F-n' on your b-h she a thot, thot (thot) Cookin' up cook in the crockpot (pot) We came from nothin' to somethin' (hey) I don't trust nobody (nobody) Call up the gang, and they come and get you (gang) Cry me a river, give you a tissue (hey) My - is bad and boujee (bad) Cookin' up - with an Uzi (blaow) My - is savage, ruthless ... Big Krit - Sookie Now Lyrics
[feat. David Banner] [Hook:] Ahh sookie sookie now (yeah yeah yeah yeah) Ahh sookie sookie now (ay ay ay ay) Ahh sookie sookie now sookie now Ahh sookie sookie now sookie now Ahh sookie sookie now sookie now Ahh sookie sookie now sookie now Ahh sookie sookie now [Verse 1: Big Krit] In my crooked now I never left the crock pot bitch I'm cooking now Old school fed scrill rims got me looking down ... Lil Debbie & Kid Class - Top Notch Lyrics
Dope bitch with a crock-pot (crock-pot) I'm connected like a hotspot (hotspot) Everything I'm eyeing, top notch (top notch) Still got the city on lock, lock (lock, lock) Hoes mad that they not hot (not hot) Time ran out, stop watch (stop watch) Wait, hold up I got the recipe (recipe) Hijack the game so successfully (successfully) Skyzoo & Pete Rock - Truck Jewels Lyrics
You cook, cool out, Soul Brother got it covered Had to take the MP out the cupboard Sky floatin' on the joint like a hover board (Come on) Package it up and watch it bubble more (And watch it bubble, son) All that wack shit, time to cut the cord (Word up) And bum rush the spot like a thug'll do it (Like a thug do it) Old school, new school ... Young Scooter - Jugg King Lyrics
Pot whipper, dope dealer Fly nigga If I pop I'ma ride nigga Goyard A hundred racks inside nigga You a fuck nigga I could get you touched nigga I be in your hood So I know what's up with you You a worker nigga Hang around plugs nigga You the dope man You ain't got no drugs nigga I'm a boss nigga I'm bossed out like Rick Ross nigga Five-fifty bands clipping. - La Mala Ordina Lyrics
Real dope boy, I cook coke and interval stretch diamonds Right outta pot everything invisible set (Yeah) Trunk got pies in it, disappeared in 5 minutes Plug took the team where we never been like Kawhi Leonard (Woo) Tote straps never smoked jack but go live with it (What) In my book that's dry snitchin' but that's only my opinion Chinx - Let's Get it Lyrics
Known to fluff the dope when I whip it (whip that) Bitch in less than 4 minutes I got freezer burner on my left arm Gas hoes like Chevron Shot attempts can't fade me (nope) Skin made of that Kevlar Don't get lined up with dem dots Made my way up off them blocks Smokin on a 12 foot yaucht, open toe sandles you flop Talkin Coke Boy let's get it Nas - Big Things Lyrics
The dope fiends is at And killers crawl And snitches call police On these niggas, and street Corners everybody's like Smokin' marijuana and Snuffin' niggas in faces and startin' drama and Shootin' niggas, cold blood, just kill 'em, so what With the fo' pound go nuts Better slow up Before you get your ass sewn up Nigga never gon' grow up Drinkin ... Migos - Jumpin Like Jordan Lyrics
Lyrics to 'Jumpin Like Jordan' by Migos. Got the trap house jumping like Jordan Pull up in a brand new foreign 300 hundred on the dash, and a paycheck, cash, take off on you niggas, Jeff Gordon, Ap, it cost me fifty Model ho, yeah she with me P$C - 25 To Life Lyrics
And beat up the block like an 808 in the beat I'm the heart and the soul when it comes to movin' D. Treat it like some pussy when you run it through 100 ki's Everything is digital, no mo' triple Beams Class of '96, dope boys yeah, that's evidence Up for the battery acid, just to drain the evidence. Just in case a rookie cop run up in my residence CLIPSE - DOPEMAN LYRICS
A dope dealer's dream hunit keys each of 'em for thirteen tax slow rollers sell it to my nigga dirtche fight fair cases leave the courts in laughter then flee to miami and live happily ever after (Dope Man Dope Man) cook up let it drip dry I'm sellin that one my hood poppin like a fish fry you sellin that whip why not gettin a bitch high South Park - Dope House Family Lyrics
Throw your hood up All my G's represent Turn up your deck Dope House click came to wreck [Verse 3: SPM] Money and the power, glass on the Prowler Blaze up a blunt as I tell you all about it Kill'a of the Hill'a, crawl like caterpillar Pour a fo-fo up in my grapes as for real'a This for my gangstas, forty-five stainless Pimp C - Rock 4 Rock Lyrics
Nigga you work with Whitney, shut yo' broke ass up! [Chorus] [Bun B] I'm in the project, parkin on the Westside of town (town) In the kitchen tryna cook myself up a couple of pounds (pounds) With a 4 gallon pot, a beaker kit and B-12 (twelve) Try to whip me up a 5 piece my muthafuckin self! (self!) The focus's on how to win, doors cracked open Fredo Santana - Rob My Plug Lyrics
Put it in the pot, then I pack it in the plastic, Crack doing numbers clucka say I got magic, But if you run up on me then, it's gonna be a tragic, Them bullets get to flyin', couple bodies and a casket, A fiend for that money, I swear I'm an addict, Wherever it's at, when I see it, I just grab it The 30 that I'm packin', rob me, it ain't happen Pimp C - Rock 4 Rock Lyrics
[Chorus] [Bun B] I'm in the project, parkin on the Westside of town (town) In the kitchen tryna cook myself up a couple of pounds (pounds) With a 4 gallon pot, a beaker kit and B-12 (twelve) Try to whip me up a 5 piece my muthafuckin self! (self!) Skippa Da Flippa - Trap Season Lyrics
Cook it up fresh like a dopeboy, fresh Trap out the house with no grass in the front Still got a gallon of gas back in the back porch Riding round getting all cuties 32 shots in the uzi Yes I'm a dealer in Mason Margiellas E-40 - Drugs Lyrics
My nigga from the Brass to put me up on due, uhh The grit don't quitting my hustle'll never pause UH OH! Here come the law I got dope in my draws BEATCH! [Hook: x2] We be grinding seven days a week, heat under the front seat Been to hella corners in my new school, one deep Every hood I'm in I get love from the plug Young Dolph - Drop It Off Lyrics
You play ball, sell weed, or you cooking dope (which one) If it ain't bout big money, then I ain't who you lookin' for Drop that sack off, drop the racks off Takin' her panties off We know you real soft, yeah that's real talk This for my niggas get them birds off I know I got them people on my coattail (12) The Game - Dope Boys Lyrics
Runnin' the rock like OJ, nigga it's a throwback Fuck a Aston Martin, show me where the stove at Get a jar, some baking soda, nigga hold that The world is my grandma's kitchen, time to cook crack Lil Baby - Intro Lyrics
Real dope boy I ain't nothing' like the weirdos ... We already up keep the field goal Remember that day that I lost all that cake I had to go in the safe I had to get me a pot and cook that shit up Had em calling me Quay Ian got that shit back in like twenty-some-days Ain't no charge and go tell for like 500K I went straight to the lot and went ... Future - Move That Doh Lyrics
Real dope dealers forreal! Haha! Hahaha Young nigga move that dope They move that dope, they move that dope Young nigga move that dope ... I'm rollin' up haze Made myself a boss, a boss or a plug ... my pot in my left Leanin' over, over to the side, I whip me a four way to a nine The dirty, the money is homicide and my recipe can't be televised ... DAX - Cash Me Outside Lyrics
Just cant stop, search merch for da low money flow can stop, called em hoes on da show so her IG popped, young mind but she old way she cook that pot Now she me moving, haters mad while she up they losing, online get love and views and no going back whole world staying tuned.
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