Startender Lyrics - A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie

[Intro: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie] 

Yeah, shawty got ass, she just got a tummy tuck, yeah 

Yeah, startenders, run it up 

Ah 

Let's get into it 

Watch your bitch 

Yeah 

Ah 

[Chorus: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie] 

Hmm, ain't fucking with no off brand bitch 

Ooh, don't think these niggas understand me 

Ooh, she let me touch it in Miami 

Ooh, I'm feelin' like I'm Biggaveli, ah ooh yeah 

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[Verse 1: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie] 

Ooh, I see it in you 

You just left your man, that's too bad, ooh 

Pull up in a foreign like skrt skrt 

All up in your feelings, yeah you seem so hurt 

Elliot the chains, now it's time to run it up 

In the game, got a two, so you know they wanna pop, yeah 

Yeah, shawty got ass 

She just got a tummy tuck, yeah 

Startenders, run it up 

[Chorus: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie] 

Hmm, ain't fucking with no off brand bitch 

Ooh, don't think these niggas understand me 

Ooh, she let me touch it in Miami 

Ooh, I'm feelin' like I'm Biggaveli 

Hmm, ain't fucking with no off brand bitch 

Ooh, don't think these niggas understand me 

Ooh, she let me touch it in Miami 

Ooh, I'm feelin' like I'm Biggaveli 

[Verse 2: Offset] 

Offset! 

100 in my fanny, yeah (Hunnid) 

Running up the engine for my family, huh (Fam') 

Wanna hop on drift, take off your panties, huh 

Niggas see my wrist and they can't stand me, huh (Baguettes) 

Coco in my Maybach like it's free meat (Splash, splash) 

Shoot a hundred rounds and get your street sweeped 

Patek on my wrist, this shit ain't cheap, cheap 

Perc'y or the Addy, which one you gon' eat? 

And we got status in the back and meet the Grim Reap' 

Green light lambo with yo bitch creepin' 

We get the poppin' bodies so I let the TEC feed 'em 

I put the North up on my back, I get the M's, I feed 'em 

[Chorus: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie] 

Hmm, ain't fucking with no off brand bitch 

Ooh, don't think these niggas understand me 

Ooh, she let me touch it in Miami 

Ooh, I'm feelin' like I'm Biggaveli 

Hmm, ain't fucking with no off brand bitch 

Ooh, don't think these niggas understand me 

Ooh, she let me touch it in Miami 

Ooh, I'm feelin' like I'm Biggaveli, ah ooh yeah 

[Verse 3: Tyga] 

Bitch, I'm number one like I'm Nelly (Nelly) 

And my crib all white like Belly (Belly) 

And my bitch ride for me like Remy (Remy) 

Poppin' shots, thug life, Makaveli 

Send the cash to my celly, have my nigga go get it 

Then we split it like a splinter, if I'm in it, it ain't rented 

Got the rims so biggie and my cars look skinny 

Good pussy and you pretty, but you better off the Henny (Yeah) 

I ain't Ray J, told a bitch, "Wait a minute" (Yeah) 

Diamonds on my dick, told the bitch, "Come and get it" (Hol' up) 

Shawty, you a star, got all these niggas wishin' 

She gotta make it count, hit me up, when you finished 

[Chorus: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie] 

Hmm, ain't fucking with no off brand bitch 

Ooh, don't think these niggas understand me 

Ooh, she let me touch it in Miami 

Ooh, I'm feelin' like I'm Biggaveli 

Hmm, ain't fucking with no off brand bitch 

Ooh, don't think these niggas understand me 

Ooh, she let me touch it in Miami 

Ooh, I'm feelin' like I'm Biggaveli, ah ooh yeah 

[Outro: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie] 

Head, shoulders, knees, focus 

Head, shoulders, knees, focus, yeah 

Head, yeah, shoulders, yeah, knees, yeah, going, yeah 

Head and shoulders, yeah, knees, yeah, focus, yeah 

Head, shoulders, knees, focus 

Head, shoulders, knees, focus, yeah 

Head and shoulders, yeah, knees, yeah, going, yeah 

Head and shoulders, yeah, knees, yeah, going, yeah 

Hmm, ain't fucking with no off brand bitch (Bang)