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Sadly

Sadly Lyrics by BoofPaxkMooky
[Chorus]
Tryna harass me

Getting to this paper like a athlete

Man I don’t know what you ask me

Running to that money man I’m feeling like a athlete

Foreign lil’ bitch but I don’t know what she asking

Running to that paper man I feel like a athlete

Try to set me up, thought you had me

It’s lil’ Boofy I can’t go out sadly
[Verse 1]
My lil’ bitch wearing designer

I can’t even stare at the timer

Yo lil’ bitch wanna be mine

I’m at her crib like a lime

I run that shit like a Heisman

Yo lil’ nigga is hidin’

He can’t even stick, wit’ me

Pockets fat I got big jeans

Runnin’ plays so we switch teams

Told him to do, better

You the ranch need a blue, cheddar

Make it hot like a new, sweater

Feeling clean like new, leather

Make it rain I can change the weather

Fuckin’ this white bitch named Heather

He is a bird, he need a feather

[Chorus]
Tryna harass me

Getting to this paper like a athlete

Man I don’t know what you ask me

Running to that money man I’m feeling like a athlete

Foreign lil’ bitch but I don’t know what she asking

Running to that paper man I feel like a athlete

Try to set me up, thought you had me

It’s lil’ Boofy I can’t go out sadly[Verse 2]
I got this money on me I can’t go out sadly

Blow hundreds on me ain’t no time to brag

I fuck that bitch and now she call me dad

She don’t love me she just know I’m in my bag

It’s a Fendi nah, bitch this a Maison

I could run through you bitches like I’m Jason

She keep rushin’ me I told yo hoe be patient

She too satisfied with that fake shit[Chorus]
Tryna harass me

Getting to this paper like a athlete

Man I don’t know what you ask me

Running to that money man I’m feeling like a athlete

Foreign lil’ bitch but I don’t know what she asking

Running to that paper man I feel like a athlete

Try to set me up, thought you had me

It’s lil’ Boofy I can’t go out sadly

[Outro]
Tryna harass me

Getting to this paper like a athlete

Man I don’t know what you ask me

Running to that money man I’m feeling like a athlete

Foreign lil’ bitch but I don’t know what she asking

Running to that paper man I feel like a athlete

Try to set me up, thought you had me

It’s lil’ Boofy I can’t go out sadly

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