Letra de Regular - A Boogie wit da Hoodie

(Mother**** spaceship)

Tryna see if the pussy was tight enough

I could fuck on a bitch without likin' her

So much Balmain I feel like a biker, huh

Got a puck on my chain, I'm a Mighty Duck

And I used to not think I was good enough

And then I started gettin' my money up

I'm countin' up on the regular

Now they callin' my phone like it's regular

All day, on the regular

Balmain like it's regular

I made you look regular

Look at you, look at you, regular

Oh (Regular)

Oh (Regular)

Oh (Regular)

Oh (Regular)

I hit from the back if it's wet enough

I hit it again while she dressin' up

I want you to eat me, et cetera

I want a threesome, so set it up

You was poppin' them Percs on the regular

You was poppin' them Percs when I met you, huh

I was smokin' a lot, I admitted it

Only thing in my pocket a Metro Card

Don't talk about it, I get it in

Dick in her mouth, she gon' fit it in

VVS's, they be glitterin'

They don't like me, but they listenin' (Huh)

If I buy her the symphony

She gon' ride like a Bentley then

And she only like the boss type

She is not into middlemen

When I was nineteen, I stopped doin' nine-to-fives, I swear, nigga

Now I'm only twenty-six, pimpin' out rides like I'm Xzibit, yeah (Huh)

Never lease, sign on the side of my head, I only hang with millionaires

And I don't wanna get in my feelings, yeah

DTB, I know bitches be trippin', yeah

Tryna see if the pussy was tight enough

I could fuck on a bitch without likin' her

So much Balmain I feel like a biker, huh

Got a puck on my chain, I'm a Mighty Duck

And I used to not think I was good enough

And then I started gettin' my money up

I'm countin' up on the regular

Now they callin' my phone like it's regular

All day, on the regular

Balmain like it's regular

I made you look regular

Look at you, look at you, regular

Oh (Regular)

Oh (Regular)

Oh (Regular)

Oh (Regular)

Stars align, I want number one with the smoke on the sign-up

I'm gettin' money, you know this already, but told her meet me at the diner

'Member I was down bad, only fly shit, couldn't get no designer

Now my circle is high class, thinkin' 'bout smokin' a blunt with Madonna

My nigga, I'm high as hell, need me some ice just to go with the Donny

My bitch havin' mood swings and she be alright when I show her the money

Go up on a Monday like we ain't got nothin' to do in the mornin'

I'm flyer than ever, my nigga, my hoodie on like it was stormin', huh

Tryna see if the pussy was tight enough

I could fuck on a bitch without likin' her

So much Balmain I feel like a biker, huh

Got a puck on my chain, I'm a Mighty Duck

And I used to not think I was good enough

And then I started gettin' my money up

I'm countin' up on the regular

Now they callin' my phone like it's regular

All day, on the regular

Balmain like it's regular

I made you look regular

Look at you, look at you, regular

Oh (Regular)

Oh (Regular)

Oh (Regular)

Oh (Regular)

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