Cheerleader by TANGOOO Lyrics
CashMoneyAp
Boyfifty bout that money..
Hook
I catch a body like cheerleader
I'm catching plays like wide receiver
I fuck with lil mama, yea she a eater
She hold me down like the police
I beat it up like the police
We doing drugs til we OD
Trap going brazy like ODB
Got these hoes going crazy, no codiene
Everything happen for a reason dawg
My heart is cold, 'tis the season dawg
Free that boy Marcus, no Neiman dawg
Chasing a bag like it stole from a nigga
I'm with the gang, I'ma pour up lil nigga
(I'm with the gang, gang, gang, gang)
She caught some feels, I'm like "Hol' up lil nigga"
(Hol' up nigga, hol' up, hol' up)
Verse 1
I do this shit for my dawgs and my mom
And my sister so she can live better
Life is a bitch and she can't suck no dick
But I am still glad that I meet her
25/8 I be working like everyday, nigga I need a medal
Call me "Delivery Boy" I be all the club throwing cheddar
Line 2
A man gotta do what a man gotta do
If I ever go broke, I'm taking ya loot
If I ever lose hope, I'm taking ya boo
And I might take ya life, just depends on my mood
I can't depend on no no nobody
Money tall as Bol Bol daddy
Buy my bitch some rojo bottoms
Gang behind me like they photo bombing
Line 3
Put my lil bitch up on game
Dip my wrist and let it drain
My chopper a alto when I let it sang
My dad had 3 wives, I got pimp in my veins
D'Angelo Russell, got ice in my veins
Couldn't pass on her, I wifed up the game
I feel like Drake, getting back to my ways
Getting back to my ways like its back in the day
Hook
Verse 2
Chantae turned to me a savage
Yea she turned to me a savage
Turned the white girl to a addict
If you my dawg, Ima ride, it don't matter
I use to hoop at the high school
Drunk af, I was high too
My dawg Grape Street, not Piru
Cut a bitch off like haiku
Line 2
I’m the man of the house now
Since my pops dead (my pops dead)
You fit the description nigga
That’s what the cops said (the cops said)
Turn a cool ass nigga into a hothead (a hothead)
Pussy turn a young nigga into a papi (a papi)
Line 3
Fuck a bitch, fuck a hater if they ain't getting paper
It ain't worth my time
My life is a fucking movie, y'all niggas just do it for the Vine
If I ain't great then I'm borderline
Nas told me that the world is mine
Treat opportunities like enemies, Ima murder mine
Hook
Outro
I catch a body like cheerleader
I'm catching plays like wide receiver
I fuck with lil mama, yea she a eater
She hold me down like the police
I beat it up like the police
We doing drugs til we OD
Trap going brazy like ODB
Got these hoes going crazy, no codiene
Everything happen for a reason dawg
My heart is cold, 'tis the season dawg
Free that boy Marcus, no Neiman dawg
Chasing a bag, chasing a bag
Boyfifty bout that money..
Hook
I catch a body like cheerleader
I'm catching plays like wide receiver
I fuck with lil mama, yea she a eater
She hold me down like the police
I beat it up like the police
We doing drugs til we OD
Trap going brazy like ODB
Got these hoes going crazy, no codiene
Everything happen for a reason dawg
My heart is cold, 'tis the season dawg
Free that boy Marcus, no Neiman dawg
Chasing a bag like it stole from a nigga
I'm with the gang, I'ma pour up lil nigga
(I'm with the gang, gang, gang, gang)
She caught some feels, I'm like "Hol' up lil nigga"
(Hol' up nigga, hol' up, hol' up)
Verse 1
I do this shit for my dawgs and my mom
And my sister so she can live better
Life is a bitch and she can't suck no dick
But I am still glad that I meet her
25/8 I be working like everyday, nigga I need a medal
Call me "Delivery Boy" I be all the club throwing cheddar
Line 2
A man gotta do what a man gotta do
If I ever go broke, I'm taking ya loot
If I ever lose hope, I'm taking ya boo
And I might take ya life, just depends on my mood
I can't depend on no no nobody
Money tall as Bol Bol daddy
Buy my bitch some rojo bottoms
Gang behind me like they photo bombing
Line 3
Put my lil bitch up on game
Dip my wrist and let it drain
My chopper a alto when I let it sang
My dad had 3 wives, I got pimp in my veins
D'Angelo Russell, got ice in my veins
Couldn't pass on her, I wifed up the game
I feel like Drake, getting back to my ways
Getting back to my ways like its back in the day
Hook
Verse 2
Chantae turned to me a savage
Yea she turned to me a savage
Turned the white girl to a addict
If you my dawg, Ima ride, it don't matter
I use to hoop at the high school
Drunk af, I was high too
My dawg Grape Street, not Piru
Cut a bitch off like haiku
Line 2
I’m the man of the house now
Since my pops dead (my pops dead)
You fit the description nigga
That’s what the cops said (the cops said)
Turn a cool ass nigga into a hothead (a hothead)
Pussy turn a young nigga into a papi (a papi)
Line 3
Fuck a bitch, fuck a hater if they ain't getting paper
It ain't worth my time
My life is a fucking movie, y'all niggas just do it for the Vine
If I ain't great then I'm borderline
Nas told me that the world is mine
Treat opportunities like enemies, Ima murder mine
Hook
Outro
I catch a body like cheerleader
I'm catching plays like wide receiver
I fuck with lil mama, yea she a eater
She hold me down like the police
I beat it up like the police
We doing drugs til we OD
Trap going brazy like ODB
Got these hoes going crazy, no codiene
Everything happen for a reason dawg
My heart is cold, 'tis the season dawg
Free that boy Marcus, no Neiman dawg
Chasing a bag, chasing a bag