Biografia:
Artist Julius Dubose (6 de diciembre de 1995), más conocido por su nombre artístico A Boogie wit da Hoodie (o sencillamente A Boogie), es un rapero, cantante, compositor y productor discográfico estadounidense de Highbridge, Bronx, Nueva York. Tiene contrato discográfico con Highbridge the Label y Atlantic Records. Es conocido por su sencillo, "My Shit", de su mixtape de debut Artist (2016).
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Quatro anos de trabalho duro!Neste mês de maio fizemos quatro anos no ar. Continuamos trabalhando na divulgação deste maravilhoso instrumento, obrigado por participar da nossa história!
[Intro] x2
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[Verse 1]
F#m
I woke up, first thing I used to do was write you
B
Now I put on my diamond chain before my left shoe
F#m
Now I drink a Gatorade before I sweat you
B F#m
Now I wish I never ever even thinkin' if it's the right move
B
Maybe I should have left you
F#m
Diamonds all on my right, ooh
B
Compliment my left, ooh
F#m
Diamonds all on my right, ooh
B
Diamonds all on my left, ooh
F#m
I don't really need no light, ooh
F#m
Chillin' up in my Benz coupe, yeah
F#m
Mm-mm, I be on some shit, I be in my bag, ooh
B
Mm-mm, I'm alright, I don't need no friends, ooh
F#m
Mm-mm, you was the only one I could vent to
B
Mm-mm, Dolce and Gabbana pants, ooh
F#m
Mm-mm, let me get all up in your pants, ooh
B
Mm-mm, I wash off all of my sins, ooh
F#m
Mm-mm, next day I'm back at it again, ooh
B
Mm-mm, pull up on me with them dance moves
[Chorus]
F#m B
Yeah, pull up in a Wraith
F#m
'Cause I know you like goin' ghost
You my girl, you my homie though
B
Say you hate me, I love you mo'
Write a statement, that's all he wrote
F#m B
Yeah, pull up in a Wraith
[Verse 2]
F#m
I feel like a star now, I feel like a GOAT
Gotta go to my coat, fell in love with a ghost
F#m
I'm like "Look where we are now," now they wanna get close
B
Wanna be my lil' hoe, tell them "Go where you go"
F#m
I'm tryna get far now, yeah, my money large now, yeah
B
Got a few foreign cars now, yeah, drop the roof off my car now, yeah
F#m
I don't need a guitar now, yeah, make them listen to art now, yeah
B
Try to break me apart now, yeah, push a button to start now, yeah
F#m
Look, I would text and call
I don't think she got the message though
B
I ain't stress it though
I was flexin', she was flexible
F#m
I got better hoes, I got good girls, I got ratchet hoes
B
Let the ratchet go, they don't know I fuck with savage hoes
F#m
Panamanians, bring your friends, you know I came with friends
B
Ethiopians, Puerto Ricans, I like both of them
F#m
I'm the golden kid, too much gold on so I froze it then
B
Big face Rollie shit, Cuban link I hope you noticed it
[Chorus]
F#m B
Yeah, pull up in a Wraith
F#m
'Cause I know you like goin' ghost
You my girl, you my homie though
B
Say you hate me, I love you mo'
Write a statement, that's all he wrote
F#m B
Yeah, pull up in a Wraith
[Outro]
(Repeat till fade)
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B|-----------------|------------------|
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[Verse 1]
F#m
I woke up, first thing I used to do was write you
B
Now I put on my diamond chain before my left shoe
F#m
Now I drink a Gatorade before I sweat you
B F#m
Now I wish I never ever even thinkin' if it's the right move
B
Maybe I should have left you
F#m
Diamonds all on my right, ooh
B
Compliment my left, ooh
F#m
Diamonds all on my right, ooh
B
Diamonds all on my left, ooh
F#m
I don't really need no light, ooh
F#m
Chillin' up in my Benz coupe, yeah
F#m
Mm-mm, I be on some shit, I be in my bag, ooh
B
Mm-mm, I'm alright, I don't need no friends, ooh
F#m
Mm-mm, you was the only one I could vent to
B
Mm-mm, Dolce and Gabbana pants, ooh
F#m
Mm-mm, let me get all up in your pants, ooh
B
Mm-mm, I wash off all of my sins, ooh
F#m
Mm-mm, next day I'm back at it again, ooh
B
Mm-mm, pull up on me with them dance moves
[Chorus]
F#m B
Yeah, pull up in a Wraith
F#m
'Cause I know you like goin' ghost
You my girl, you my homie though
B
Say you hate me, I love you mo'
Write a statement, that's all he wrote
F#m B
Yeah, pull up in a Wraith
[Verse 2]
F#m
I feel like a star now, I feel like a GOAT
Gotta go to my coat, fell in love with a ghost
F#m
I'm like "Look where we are now," now they wanna get close
B
Wanna be my lil' hoe, tell them "Go where you go"
F#m
I'm tryna get far now, yeah, my money large now, yeah
B
Got a few foreign cars now, yeah, drop the roof off my car now, yeah
F#m
I don't need a guitar now, yeah, make them listen to art now, yeah
B
Try to break me apart now, yeah, push a button to start now, yeah
F#m
Look, I would text and call
I don't think she got the message though
B
I ain't stress it though
I was flexin', she was flexible
F#m
I got better hoes, I got good girls, I got ratchet hoes
B
Let the ratchet go, they don't know I fuck with savage hoes
F#m
Panamanians, bring your friends, you know I came with friends
B
Ethiopians, Puerto Ricans, I like both of them
F#m
I'm the golden kid, too much gold on so I froze it then
B
Big face Rollie shit, Cuban link I hope you noticed it
[Chorus]
F#m B
Yeah, pull up in a Wraith
F#m
'Cause I know you like goin' ghost
You my girl, you my homie though
B
Say you hate me, I love you mo'
Write a statement, that's all he wrote
F#m B
Yeah, pull up in a Wraith
[Outro]
(Repeat till fade)
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A Chorus Line
A Classic Educat (...)
A Day At The Fai (...)
A Day Away
A Dos Palos