Drumma Boy - Boy From The Block lyrics

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Drumma Boy - Boy From The Block lyrics

[Hook 2x] I'm the boy from the block, boy from the block, block I'm the boy from the block, boy from the block, block I'm the boy from the block, boy from the block, block I'm the boy from the block with the very large knots [Verse 1] I pull up in that Spyder, strapped up like McGyver Should have brought my Phantom, na, but I'm mad at my driver He so f**in' turned up, ridin' on auto pilot, smokin' kush and smilin' He drinkin' while he drivin' Gucci please excuse me, hu, all my goons got j**elry on 'em All my n***as booked up, paper they get it on their own I don't think you know me, homie, I suggest you leave me alone I got so much j**elry on, that I think I need a clone I pull up to the traffic light, icy as a blood light Shinin' like a flash light, I might damage ya eye sight Gucci got that real ice, don't it look real nice I don't want your girlfriend, homie but my b**h might [Hook 2x] I'm the boy from the block, boy from the block, block I'm the boy from the block, boy from the block, block I'm the boy from the block, boy from the block, block I'm the boy from the block with the very large knots [Verse 2] Shops at the Chanel shop, that's how she shop 500 for the flip flops cause they ain't Reebok I'm the boy from the block with the very large knots Gotta spot in the hood, no sofa just pot I'm hot, so hot stand next, get shocked I got Caucasian neighbors that's just how I rock If you talkin' to me, all the questions that I wanna know If she ain't got no money, know you gotta have some dough Then she ask me for a drank so I bought a bottle She was flexin' really hard, now she flexin' harder You a b**h, one more b**h, I only f** with starters So if you ain't a dime piece, ain't no need to bother [Hook 2x] I'm the boy from the block, boy from the block, block I'm the boy from the block, boy from the block, block I'm the boy from the block, boy from the block, block I'm the boy from the block with the very large knots [Verse 3] I want the money, I smell like a pocket full of hundreds A whole bag full of kush, I been buckin' since a youngin' I know you need a man right now because you strugglin' So if he isn't helpin' then there's no need for discussion In Houston Texas I can spend fifty thousand on a Monday I got fifty woman with me, fifty more that ain't comin' My pocket do the conversation, make all the decisions I only f** with bad b**hes cause I'm very picky He can't buy a drink so he don't deserve ya digits I'm polar bear laflare, wrist and ear is very frigid My charm big as a midget, I give yo' a** the business So if you got yo' swag right you know that you can get it [Hook 2x] I'm the boy from the block, boy from the block, block I'm the boy from the block, boy from the block, block I'm the boy from the block, boy from the block, block I'm the boy from the block with the very large knots