Leggi il Testo Clout Bodega Bamz. “Clout” è una canzone di Bodega Bamz, prodotta da Victor “FLY” Olivares Jr. ed estratta dall’album “PAPI”. Clout Lyrics
Testo Clout Bodega Bamz
I don’t do it for the likes, I just do what I like
I don’t do it for the likes, I just do what I like
Don’t fuck up the count, don’t fuck up the count
The money keep coming, keep coming, keep coming
Don’t fuck up the count
I’m dressing up for a ball, hit records out the park
Would dream about a Porsche, now I drive it to the store
Double park for a loosie, turn the bass up for Tunechi
Nosey neighbors wanna sue me, ex-girlfriend wanna do me
You ain’t special, you lucky, crap table, feel lucky
Atlantic City like Nucky, dedicated to the money
Big Papi like Boston, I just wanna make the Forbes
Now mommy could afford it, price tags, ignore it
Straight Henny, no ice, big booties in tights
Talk dirty, alright, sex drive, all night
Lowkey, I’m high, lowkey, I’m high
Made it clear, said twice, this year, my price up
Don’t fuck up the count, don’t fuck up the count
The money keep coming, keep coming, keep coming
Don’t fuck up the count
Don’t fuck up the count, don’t fuck up the count
The money keep coming, keep coming, keep coming
Don’t fuck up the count
I don’t do it for the likes, I just do what I like
I don’t do it for the likes, I just do what I like
Don’t fuck up the count, don’t fuck up the count
The money keep coming, keep coming, keep coming
Don’t fuck up the count
I’ma go and get it, I’ma go and get it
I’m a go-getter, you just gold diggin’
Beach home for the women, exotic
Fuck love, I’ma run it up
This year, I’ma double up
These niggas done forgot about me
This year, I’ma wake ‘em up
This year, I’ma wake ‘em up
Wise man told me, “Save your money, shorty
Go to war when you prepared for it”
If you ain’t got the heart, then you ain’t ready for it
Bitches talk too much, Katie Couric
I just bought a foreign and before I floored it
Cops pulled me over, said I had a warrant
I just told the officer, real polite
“Fuck you, I’ma do what I like”
I don’t do it for the likes, I just do what I like
I don’t do it for the likes, I just do what I like
Don’t fuck up the count, don’t fuck up the count
The money keep coming, keep coming, keep coming
Don’t fuck up the count
I don’t do it for the likes, I just do what I like
I don’t do it for the likes, I just do what I like
Don’t fuck up the count, don’t fuck up the count
The money keep coming, keep coming, keep coming
Don’t fuck up the count, aye
Testo Clout Bodega Bamz
