Dj Cooley - On Tha Blvd Lyrics
INTROSo what would you do, if I ain’t have no money on meWould you still love me or would I be stuck here lonelyWhen you get money everybody acting friendlyI need a ride or die chick that's going to be with meHOOKEvery since I got paid these females act friendly to me nowOn the boulevard switching different cars, I’ll be back aroundI be out of town, when she call me up, I be back around “Oh”N*ggas love to hate, when they see me up, they just pray I’m downI do it for my fam, do it for the kids, do it cause I’m blessedI do it for a check, do it for the bread, n*gga nothing lessI do it for the gram, do it for the net, do it for the flex “Yeah”I do it for the my hood, for the 856, watch who I finesseVERSEDamn I love this life and I pray that I live it everyday “Oh Yeah”N*ggas love to hate, and they switch for cake, I cannot relate “No”Damn I love bae and she treat me good, she do what I say “Oh Yeah”So imma eat it good, imma beat it good, girl I’m here to stay “Woo”Riding foreign car in and out of state switching up the plate “Skur”Girl if it’s a date, I am on my way, swear I Won’t be late “No”Hear what I can say, I can keep a smile on your face all day “Yeah”And you left your ex cause he made you stress, you know he a lameSo what would you do, if I ain’t have no money on meWould you still love me, or would I be stuck here lonelyWhen you get money everybody acting friendlyI need a ride or die chick that's going to be with meHOOKEvery since I got paid these females act friendly to me nowOn the boulevard switching different cars, I’ll be back aroundI be out of town, when she call me up, I be back around “Oh”N*ggas love to hate, when they see me up, they just pray I’m downI do it for my fam, do it for the kids, do it cause I’m blessedI do it for a check, do it for the bread, n*gga nothing lessI do it for the gram, do it for the net, do it for the flex “Yeah”I do it for the my hood, for the 856, watch who I finesse2ND VERSEIt’s a friday night, I got paid, now I’m laughing to the bank “Bank”Counting Benji Franks, Counting Andrew Jacks, I cannot complainHow dare that man put his hand on you, he should be ashamedI’ll never touch you in that way that on my momma nameGirl what you doing, what you drinking, who you with “Who you with”I got bottles, peach ciroc, take a sip “Take a sip”Og Kush got you higher then a blimp “Then a blimp”Wake up next day, do it all over again “Drink”Girl I love when you bite on your lipsWe taking pictures and you ain’t scared to upload itGot to remind them n*ggas in case they forgetThey taking crazy but they ain’t never ever bout itHOOK CHOPPED & SCREWEDEvery since I got paid these females act friendly to me nowOn the boulevard switching different cars, I’ll be back aroundI be out of town, when she call me up, I be back around “Oh”N*ggas love to hate, when they see me up, they just pray I’m downI do it for my fam, do it for the kids, do it cause I’m blessedI do it for a check, do it for the bread, n*gga nothing lessI do it for the gram, do it for the net, do it for the flex “Yeah”I do it for the my hood, for the 856, watch who I finesse
