"Banana Boo Boo" lyrics
Nana-boo-boo
Ooh-nana-nana-boo-boo
Ooh-nana-nana-boo-boo
Get my shit straight, fuck boy
Yeah, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Ooh-nana-nana-boo-boo
Ooh-nana-nana-boo-boo
Huh, huh
Banana-nana clip up on that Drac' go boo, boo (Banana)
Everybody around me killer, tell me what the fuck you tryna do (What the fuck?)
I was gettin' everybody high while you was in high school (Nana-nana)
I love talkin' shit, it's 20K up on my tool (Woah, woah)
You ain't got this type of money, that one called "leave ya hidin'" money (Leave ya hidin')
It's Breaking Bad, Walter White and the Heis' money (For real)
Jump out the jet, not the bread, that bitch for my cousin (For my cousin)
Drop a bag, have 'em on ya ass, 'bout my money (Yeah)
Hidin' in the crib, I'm at the show like nana-boo-boo (Woah, yeah)
Bullshit designer weed, he smokin' on loud foo-foo (Yeah)
I call lil' sis up, you don't want me too-too (Yeah, nah)
Two-tone Maybach, a cow, it go moo-moo (Moo)
I like how that thing movin' in that moo-moo
I think her name Meanie, shit, it might be Noo-noo (Haha)
Feelin' just like 3Three, couldn't see my brother too
Yeah, bitch, without that goin', I was locked up comfortable (Baow)
Beat his ass, then say you snuck him too
Huh, huh, look out too much, they say you never do (What the fuck?)
Blast the boy too many times, that shit got me confused, huh
I done told 'em no wonder they tryna say I'm fool
Told that hoe I ain't wanna fuck, she tryna say I'm rude (Nah)
I told Track, "I quit the drugs," he tryna say I'm booted (Fuck)
Bitch, I miss the drank, I ain't gon' cap to it (For real)
I was turnt, put the pills down, now I'm back coolin'
Banana-nana clip up on that Drac' go boo, boo (Nana, boo-boo)
Everybody around me killer, tell me what the fuck you tryna do (Nana-nana)
I was gettin' everybody high while you was in high school (Nana-nana)
I love talkin' shit, it's 20K up on my tool
You ain't got this type of money, that one called "leave ya hidin'" money (Leave ya hidin')
It's Breaking Bad, Walter White and the Heis' money
Jump out the jet, not the bread, that bitch for my cousin (For my cousin)
Drop a bag, have 'em on ya ass, 'bout my money
Nana-nana-na-boo-boo
Got two hoes in the club goin' stu'-stu', uh-huh
I just pulled up with a choppa in the stu'-stu'
Ooh-nana-nana-boo-boo
Ooh-nana-nana-boo-boo
Get my shit straight, fuck boy
Yeah, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Ooh-nana-nana-boo-boo
Ooh-nana-nana-boo-boo
Huh, huh
Banana-nana clip up on that Drac' go boo, boo (Banana)
Everybody around me killer, tell me what the fuck you tryna do (What the fuck?)
I was gettin' everybody high while you was in high school (Nana-nana)
I love talkin' shit, it's 20K up on my tool (Woah, woah)
You ain't got this type of money, that one called "leave ya hidin'" money (Leave ya hidin')
It's Breaking Bad, Walter White and the Heis' money (For real)
Jump out the jet, not the bread, that bitch for my cousin (For my cousin)
Drop a bag, have 'em on ya ass, 'bout my money (Yeah)
Hidin' in the crib, I'm at the show like nana-boo-boo (Woah, yeah)
Bullshit designer weed, he smokin' on loud foo-foo (Yeah)
I call lil' sis up, you don't want me too-too (Yeah, nah)
Two-tone Maybach, a cow, it go moo-moo (Moo)
I like how that thing movin' in that moo-moo
I think her name Meanie, shit, it might be Noo-noo (Haha)
Feelin' just like 3Three, couldn't see my brother too
Yeah, bitch, without that goin', I was locked up comfortable (Baow)
Beat his ass, then say you snuck him too
Huh, huh, look out too much, they say you never do (What the fuck?)
Blast the boy too many times, that shit got me confused, huh
I done told 'em no wonder they tryna say I'm fool
Told that hoe I ain't wanna fuck, she tryna say I'm rude (Nah)
I told Track, "I quit the drugs," he tryna say I'm booted (Fuck)
Bitch, I miss the drank, I ain't gon' cap to it (For real)
I was turnt, put the pills down, now I'm back coolin'
Banana-nana clip up on that Drac' go boo, boo (Nana, boo-boo)
Everybody around me killer, tell me what the fuck you tryna do (Nana-nana)
I was gettin' everybody high while you was in high school (Nana-nana)
I love talkin' shit, it's 20K up on my tool
You ain't got this type of money, that one called "leave ya hidin'" money (Leave ya hidin')
It's Breaking Bad, Walter White and the Heis' money
Jump out the jet, not the bread, that bitch for my cousin (For my cousin)
Drop a bag, have 'em on ya ass, 'bout my money
Nana-nana-na-boo-boo
Got two hoes in the club goin' stu'-stu', uh-huh
I just pulled up with a choppa in the stu'-stu'
