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Joyde1k - GALA (feat. WESTSIDE BOOGIE) Lyrics



Joyde1k - GALA (feat. WESTSIDE BOOGIE) Lyrics
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Yeah, you know what I'm saying
This ain't no simple as shit right here
This like gala special occasion
Got Boogie with me, then what hoe
Let's go
Uh-huh
Yeah
I came too long just to stop
I gotta keep this shit going
Yeah her pussy real good
I'ma hit when I'm tourin
Holler at me if you got that money
Right up and order
I know killers, nephews, nieces, aunties, and some lawyers
I'm from Cordele
Where get real wear gold grills
Like I'm from Florida
I start doubling my cup
Now I chase syrup to pour up
Hit updates with my baby, because that girl so important
Landed in New York City
And went done cop me a foreign
Like to splurge
Diamond, pearls
If she rock my world, then you can be my Barbie girl
I grab shit, cuz the appeal
I attract exactly whom I is
Keep it cool, better mind your Biz
Smoke stanky just like a Cig
Pull up and split that wig
I got energy, baby, I'm lit
In the bootleg, I'm buying shit
I'm from the South
You know how it is
Can't wait to see me I won't hold my breath
I can't help it, shawty
Not my in stress
Nine on me and the blue, kill tech
Shout out to my sister, Bernai
Nigga, every play get blow like a flute
I ain't gonna lie
I came with loose screws
Riding with killers and robbing wit crooks
It's really GTA
How this shit look
I want the formula crabby paddy
Got some chubby patnas
Call em patrick
I'm with a boogie
We rockin' like a hoodie
We call it gala
How this shit looking
Ever since I stepped into the game, I made a name
Looking at my past, look at me now
Man shit done change
Looking for a plan
I got 50 in my pocket
Wrist watch tick tocking
Time to get that day jumping
Off
You never make it through this shit until you give your all
How I'm addicted to this shit, but I still love withdrawals
We'll crash
I'll be legit or just an empty cause
Hear these rappers drop a verse, and that shit piss me off
Been stress lifting
It made my heart stronger
It made my chest bigger
You press, nigga
Just to impress, nigga
This bout the reps, nigga
The thinnest line of having your spirits up and just broken
I realize that I can make miracles with this motion
I can never flinch cause I was brought up under pressure
I can run this shit high
I be walking on these records
It got a plot to save the hoes that ain't the goal
No, that ain't me
You know the ones that do a lot and make a scene can break the team
Screaming f*ck the world cause they don't know about your struggle
They don't care about your glow up when it's subtle
Stumbled on this gold mine inside of me this whole time
Gotta push my own line
Gotta push my..
Go
Ever since I step into the game, I made a name
Looking at my pad, look at me now
This shit don't change
Looking for a plan
I got 50 in my pocket
Wrist watch, Tic Toc, time to get that day jumping
Ughh
Ever since I step into the game, I made a name
Looking at my past, look at me now
Man shit done change
Looking for a plan
I got 50 in my pocket
Wrist watch, Tic Tocking, time to get that day jumping
UGGHH
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Yeah, you know what I'm saying
This ain't no simple as shit right here
This like gala special occasion
Got Boogie with me, then what hoe
Let's go
Uh-huh
Yeah
I came too long just to stop
I gotta keep this shit going
Yeah her pussy real good
I'ma hit when I'm tourin
Holler at me if you got that money
Right up and order
I know killers, nephews, nieces, aunties, and some lawyers
I'm from Cordele
Where get real wear gold grills
Like I'm from Florida
I start doubling my cup
Now I chase syrup to pour up
Hit updates with my baby, because that girl so important
Landed in New York City
And went done cop me a foreign
Like to splurge
Diamond, pearls
If she rock my world, then you can be my Barbie girl
I grab shit, cuz the appeal
I attract exactly whom I is
Keep it cool, better mind your Biz
Smoke stanky just like a Cig
Pull up and split that wig
I got energy, baby, I'm lit
In the bootleg, I'm buying shit
I'm from the South
You know how it is
Can't wait to see me I won't hold my breath
I can't help it, shawty
Not my in stress
Nine on me and the blue, kill tech
Shout out to my sister, Bernai
Nigga, every play get blow like a flute
I ain't gonna lie
I came with loose screws
Riding with killers and robbing wit crooks
It's really GTA
How this shit look
I want the formula crabby paddy
Got some chubby patnas
Call em patrick
I'm with a boogie
We rockin' like a hoodie
We call it gala
How this shit looking
Ever since I stepped into the game, I made a name
Looking at my past, look at me now
Man shit done change
Looking for a plan
I got 50 in my pocket
Wrist watch tick tocking
Time to get that day jumping
Off
You never make it through this shit until you give your all
How I'm addicted to this shit, but I still love withdrawals
We'll crash
I'll be legit or just an empty cause
Hear these rappers drop a verse, and that shit piss me off
Been stress lifting
It made my heart stronger
It made my chest bigger
You press, nigga
Just to impress, nigga
This bout the reps, nigga
The thinnest line of having your spirits up and just broken
I realize that I can make miracles with this motion
I can never flinch cause I was brought up under pressure
I can run this shit high
I be walking on these records
It got a plot to save the hoes that ain't the goal
No, that ain't me
You know the ones that do a lot and make a scene can break the team
Screaming f*ck the world cause they don't know about your struggle
They don't care about your glow up when it's subtle
Stumbled on this gold mine inside of me this whole time
Gotta push my own line
Gotta push my..
Go
Ever since I step into the game, I made a name
Looking at my pad, look at me now
This shit don't change
Looking for a plan
I got 50 in my pocket
Wrist watch, Tic Toc, time to get that day jumping
Ughh
Ever since I step into the game, I made a name
Looking at my past, look at me now
Man shit done change
Looking for a plan
I got 50 in my pocket
Wrist watch, Tic Tocking, time to get that day jumping
UGGHH
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Writer: Anthony Ford, Anthony Dixson
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: Joyde1k
Language: English
Length: 3:07
Written by: Anthony Ford, Anthony Dixson

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