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Boo, boo
Ooh, ooh
(Ooh, DJ Montay)
(Ooh, [?] that's fire)

She always ride with the top down
Even when it's cold outside (Even when it's cold outside)
Ooh, she got the keys to the boutiques (No)
She don't do 9 to 5
Hundred thousand viewers on her IG live (Oh)
Huh (Huh), she do it (Do it)
Make a toast to it
You ain't never heard of that and the Birkin bag stupid
You ain't never heard her brag or say that she goin' through it
I just wanna tap it, tap it, boop, boop it one times
Ooh (Ooh), just give me one night, I can make her mine
'Cause I know she donе came a long way

She don't want drinks no more if you ain't bringin' no dough to thе table
Ooh, ooh, you know that your bank account big, come back on a weekend, you ain't able
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, she gon' be like, "I got it," pull a thousand dollars out her side pocket
Ooh that lil' bit of drank you tried to buy, stop it
Bottles on me, the cork look like a skyrocket, pop it

Ooh, ooh-ooh, she don't want the drink, she want the rent paid
Ooh, ooh-ooh, she don't pay for nothin', she just get paid
Ah, ah, ah-ha, I like that
She don't even need me to try
Ooh, ooh-ooh, she pull up in the 'Rari with the roof up
Ooh, ooh-ooh, I'm just buying drank, she doin' too much, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh (Ooh yeah)
I like that, she don't even need me to buy her nothin'

Drank
She got money in the bank
What you think 'bout that?
She know she fly, she stuntin' (Ooh)
She gon' buss it (Ooh)
What you think 'bout that?

Every band I'm throwin' on stage, I got in my name, all that
And I ain't throwin' twenties or tens, I'm out here paying rent and all that
And I-I-I could get the Dom but I'ma get the Ace (A-Ace)
Just to run it up and see everybody face (Fa-face)
When they bring the check so I can sign my name
I might have to face all that
Now tell the valet bring my foreign to front, yeah, yeah
I'm gettin' in solo, I got it solo
Let the cameras hit my diamonds cuts, yeah, yeah
I got them rocks solo, I got it solo
It's real bossed up, fly sh*t
I ain't the passenger, I'm the pilot
You could hop in but you ain't drivin'
And all I need is somebody to ride with
'Cause I'm a go getta, oh-oh (I'ma go, say I'ma go)
Type of girl that got you 'cause I want you, not 'cause I need you
No, I don't need you

Boo, boo
Ooh, ooh-ooh, she don't want the drink, she want the rent paid
Ooh, ooh-ooh, she don't pay for nothin', she just get paid
Ah, ah, ah-ha, I like that
She don't even need me to try
Ooh, ooh-ooh, she pull up in the Rari with the roof up
Ooh, ooh-ooh, I'm just buying drank, she doin' too much, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh (Ooh yeah)
I like that, she don't even need me to buy her nothin'

Drank
She got money in the bank
What you think 'bout that?
She know she fly, she stuntin' (Ooh)
She gon' buss it (Ooh)
What you think 'bout that?

She don't want drinks no more if you ain't bringin' no dough to the table
Ooh, ooh, you know that your bank account big, come back on a weekend, you ain't able
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, she gon' be like, "I got it," pull a thousand dollars out her side pocket
Ooh that lil' bit of drank you tried to buy, stop it
Bottles on me, the cork look like a skyrocket, pop it

Drank
She got money in the bank
What you think 'bout that?
She know she fly, she stuntin' (Ooh)
She gon' buss it (Ooh)
What you think 'bout that?

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