Booga - Central Cee (Lyrics)

#centralcee #robomusic #song MUSIC VIDEO:   • CENTRAL CEE - BOOGA (MUSIC VIDEO)   LYRIC VIDEO:   • Central Cee - Booga (Lyrics)   LYRICS: We don't take bad up, dem boy der good Don't get it confused co they got their hood up The beef ting's boring, I just want Mula My French ting said do a song with booba 50 pointer they look like booga Dem man dere jewels ain't real they're poopass Remember I told shawty we're gon link that day And got stood up You say that you're on me, I beg man pull up I hate when they talk bout the T Only grams of the white that you've seen is sugar Bad one smiling at me in the club But I want the one with the face all push up I like girls that aren't interested I've never spent one £ on a hooker Eating good but I still ain't full up I'm tryna get my belly big like Buddha A1 he's a full time jugga Put it on pause cos he just went jummah Go OT & it look like we're camping Rambo knife & a portable cooker Wudda took mans girl but she ain't my standard So my lil broski took her They coulda, shoulda, woulda It sounds good but they won't tho will they 1 Dread in the T like booka How you a Ras but ur smoking kooba I went school with Mohammed, Abdullah I know about xabsi, laag, you na'as Beris and hilib, I shout out hooyo Lord forgive us as I'm a syna Repent and pray you accept our sunnah Warya warya, xabad in a guri I love man but I don't trust man fully I see through them and I don't feel threatened They got on a Bally and put up their hoodie It don't feel real when I say free Muky I'll be 60 when my broski lands We don't take bad up, we don't get bullied Demman der pussy, they roll like... Big g wagon your girlfriend pass Passy, playing some frank Sinatra Look at the stars I'm playing some jazz Bro came back bald cos he came from hajj Bro came back bolo, he came from can It's mad cos I just came back from Cannes If we see one of dem, khalas They can't come back to my hood got banned W's up like wu tang clan It's a west side story, Tupac thug life Prove that then, if ur bad let one fly Once I ran but I learnt now 1 by 1 I'ma get man done right Boom bye bye, no knife it's gun fight In the bando I slept with one eye Now I'm on Bondi beach, it's sun rise A man like me I'm hard to come by I made ms off rap, I'm stable I done it no label, when I was unsigned On sight man it can still go left Get cheffed like breakfast dinner or lunchtime Where the demand is, I'm gunna supply I watched slumdog millionaire And relate to the kid from Mumbai