Boo - Bugatti (Freestyle) lyrics

Microphone check, I still don't hear my... Oh yeah I do, yeah I do Who the f** is Stevie J? [Hook 1: Lil Wayne] Don't be lookin' for no donations You get dick, then reservations I get p**y then hibernation I start humpin' soon as I wake up I woke up in some new punani He woke up bleedin' like "who shot me?" I kept shootin'; Boo said "you got 'em" Now, all we gotta do is get rid of the body But anyway I woke up in some new punani [Verse 1: Lil Wayne] I was drunk as a b**h, drunk as a b**h But not drunk as that b**h I got in that sh** acted donkey in it Junk in her trunk, hope my trunk key can fit Then she jumped on my dick like a monkey and sh** Monkey see monkey do, banana clips Shoot at them n***as, no camera glitch Wax that a**, no candle stick And I run with some k**ers I eat with the mob Got some sh** built up I keep it inside Red in my eyes, Mount Everest high Look dead in my eyes, see d**h in my eyes The TEC on my thigh and my aim so good I could shoot a fly or a bull in the eye Hold up, all bullsh** aside A n***a almost died but I'm outchea f** around with a real n***a get murked I been paid my dues will I get reimbursed? Love it when she make faces p**y feel like vacation Eat it like I'm dyin' of starvation I'm at the finish line, her heart racin' Give her to Fuke if she Caucasian My n***as wild as Jumanji You can call me an S.O.B Cause its skateboards over bugattis I used to be at them Heat games With better seats than Pat Riley Don't stop, pop that don't stop Pop that Ollie, Tunechi [Verse 2: Boo] Sippin' on dumb, puffin' a J Met her tonight, f** her today You tuck her away, I'm f**in' her face Wine head, she's guzzling grapes Back shots, I'm holding her waist Freaky, I always freak... You know Tune my bro, but he ain't tryna meet ya Just bring your friend, both of us'll eat her Hater n***as be hungry Got a hundred shots to feed 'em Her panties are down, her legs is up We finally f**ed, she starved for months Don't give a f**, still I'll hit Never no feelings, no love for these hoes No flowers, we're simple, we f**ed in the Rolls No flowers, we're simple, we f**ed in the Rolls Royce - trick! Now they mad, I told they was b**hes'll be lying, I did the same Far from a square, don't mistake me for lame She's s**in' me off, I'm pokin' her brain She tell me keep goin', I'm doin' my thing That p**y so wet, I'm calling it rain I'm giving her hundreds, she's keeping my change I keep it a hundred, you do the same Most women front, but who do you blame? I gave you dick, you gave me p**y It's safe to say it's an even exchange... b**h! [Hook 2: Lil Wayne] Don't be givin' out information You know n***as still on probation I get higher than expectations You know this is the Dedication I'm on that kush she on that molly I turn that p**y to Dasani Shout out my n***a Luca Brasi I don't know this ho So I must dash, no disguises Tunechi, I had to Dedication 5 it