Drumma Boy - Rude lyrics
(Intro) Im so rude Drive nothing but new schools Forgies Its Guwop Drumma Boy Brick Squad Say Im rude Its Guwop (Bridge) b**hes tell me that Im being rude (so) Baby tell me how Im being rude (ho) I only talk to bad b**hes, thats how I do (I got money b**h) Thats how I feel (Hook) I dont talk to broke n***as, Im so rude I dont talk to ugly b**hes, Im so rude Got the loudest diamonds on, i know i'm rude And my car just painted loud, I know its rude I dont talk to broke a** b**hes, Im so rude I dont talk to monkey n***as, Im too rude I dont drive no old schools, new schools And Im pullin my new schools on tennis shoes Forgies (Verse) b**hes say Im rude, yet in the worst way I wouldn't bought yo a** a drink ho on yo birthday This H aint Hilfiger, b**h this H stand for Hermes Ya lay down with these dogs a** hoes they'll give you herpes These b**hes pa**in p**y out, I say no thank you Like my lil brother Nate, I give they a** Nathan Codeine so thick, this sh** look just like its Jack Daniels Im not no liquor drinker, I prefer champagne Call me the black Hugh Hefner right in East Atlanta n***as handcuffin hoes and dont read their miranda Five hoes wearing Gucci Gucci leading by example So inflicted, my M6 Im back, I love to gamble (Hook) I dont talk to broke n***as, Im so rude I dont talk to ugly b**hes, Im so rude Got this loud its down my zone, I know Im rude And my car just painted loud, I know its rude I dont talk to broke a** b**hes, Im so rude I dont talk to monkey n***as, Im too rude I dont drive no old schools, new schools And Im pullin my new schools on tennis shoes Forgies (Verse) Im so rude, Im so motherf**in rude If you had this check then you would be rude too I dont have to talk to you, dont want to talk to you Aint no need to talk to you, no need to talk to you Go get some motherf**in money what you ought to do No after thoughts cuz baby I no longer thought of you Say shes a soccer mom, I guess she tricked some college dude And it aint bout him man, its all bout his wallet do She tryin to fight it, but my money I overpower you b**h dont deny it, you know you like the way that bottles move My charger sittin on 6, it crawled down like a crawler do Im not no bugga boo, b**h thats that sh** that stalkers do Its Gucci (Hook)