Still Boolin Songtext
von $ir Abe

Ok cool
But you′re not a fly ass nigga
You're not a get money ass nigga
You not a put that shit on ass nigga
You not a fashion nigga
And that′s cool, you don't gotta be that
But we? over here? with still boolin

Uh, Rrr, we finna mop ya', clean it up like dove
I step outside in the swag, true religion my butt
I don′t gotta give ya′ nun (I won't give ya′ nun)
I could never really mix it up, I know a baddie from a dud (yes i do)
We finna clean it up like dove

Come on baby, let me to talk to ya', i could smooth talk
I′m feelin like MJ on ya homie grave, I could moonwalk
Off the percie I'm a zoomer
He was just bluffin′, he ain't ever do nun
Them niggas thought they had me down bad
But bitch I'm still alive, still boolin


Just come as you are (come as you are)
Sir Abe a band, I think I need me a guitar
I′ma just rock out every song
I swear that I could get all the bitches
But I don′t even want them, I must admit it
On the other side, I could get all the niggas
But I'm too busy focused on gettin′ riches
Said you makin' them hits? Okay let me listen
That shit trash, and ass, and I don′t get it
Said you fiening for dick? Okay come and get it
I'ma smash and grab, and leave ya′ limpin'
You got fashion mags, we tote on smith &'s
And we monsters (Bleh) Apocalyptic
I′m a zombie just to be specific
I got twinkie pie shooters, they really killin′ like damn

Come on baby, let me to talk to ya', i could smooth talk
I′m feelin like MJ on ya homie grave, I could moonwalk
Off the percie I'm a zoomer
He was just bluffin′, he ain't ever do nun
Them niggas thought they had me down bad
But bitch I′m still alive, still boolin

Still alive, still boolin
Still alive, still boolin
Still boolin
Still boolin
Still boolin
Still boolin