Macaroni
A Boogie wit da Hoodie Lyrics


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Nigga don't tell me what you want
Think you calling shots? I make a call, nigga get you gone
Knew that was your girl but she a hoe and her pussy soak
Sound like macaroni in a bowl when she mix it up
Knew I was gon' put it in song
We ain't get to fuck
Think about when you leave her home
Where she really at?
Probably got location on your phone, she know where you at
A lot of niggas hatin' on the boy
Why you really mad?
Is it cause I'm really putting on where my city at
Highbridge nigga from the Bronx where it be gritty at
I be smoking on gorilla glue and smoking GG pack
They don't wanna free my nigga Nun but I know he be back

Bitches that I hit up in the DM never hit me back
Now they probably all up in my DM I don't get to check
I could turn your girl into a demon, boy don't get me mad
Fuck around and threw out all my singles when I heard it clap
Sound like macaroni in a bowl how she getting wet
When I met her said she was a fuckin' bartender yeah
Then I saw her dancing on a pole, she a stripper yeah
Macaroni in a bowl, she be mixing, yeah

My nigga don't tell me what to do
Mel went to school for shooting hoops and then he learned to shoot
Had to lock myself inside the booth, that's how I kept my cool
Saw my nigga Quado on the news, that's why I kept my tool
Don't you try to tell me nothing nigga you don't know me
Done with this bottle, fill me up I need another Rosé
Got to hit a couple hittas up when I'm by my lonely
I think they already know wassup, I don't fuck with phonies
Lately I been running out of time, I need another rollie
Lately I been on the west-side, don't need no other homies
Diamonds on my pinky finger blinding, all the bitches on me
I look at her and tell her call me, hold up matter fact

Bitches that I hit up in the DM never hit me back
Now they probably all up in my DM I don't get to check
I could turn your girl into a demon, boy don't get me mad
Fuck around and threw out all my singles when I heard it clap
Sound like macaroni in a bowl how she getting wet
When I met her said she was a fuckin' bartender yeah
Then I saw her dancing on a pole, she a stripper yeah
Macaroni in a bowl, she be mixing, yeah

Macaroni in a bowl
The way she mix it up
The way she mix it in a bowl




The way she mix it up
Macaroni in a mix it up

Overall Meaning

In "Macaroni," A Boogie wit da Hoodie discusses the reality of relationships and the potential for infidelity. The song also has a slight boastful tone with A Boogie claiming his success in his city and ability to turn someone's girl into a "demon." He mentions that he knew a girl was promiscuous, calling her a "hoe" and saying her "pussy soak[s]." He also references the sound of macaroni in a bowl, which he uses as a metaphor for the sound the girl makes when she's getting wet. The chorus, "Macaroni in a bowl, she be mixin' up," repeats this metaphor.


Throughout the verses, he also touches on other subjects such as disrespect from others, the legal troubles of his friends, and his preference for solitude. In the second verse, he directly addresses someone who is trying to tell him what to do, saying they don't know him. He mentions the shooting of his friend Quado, which emphasizes the danger and violence that comes with living in certain neighborhoods.


Overall, the lyrics of "Macaroni" reveal the complicated reality of relationships and the harsh realities of living in urban areas, all while highlighting A Boogie's confidence in himself and his success.


Line by Line Meaning

Nigga don't tell me what you want
Don't try to control me or tell me how to act


Think you calling shots? I make a call, nigga get you gone
You might think you're in charge, but I have power and connections that can take care of you


Knew that was your girl but she a hoe and her pussy soak
I knew that girl you're with is promiscuous and her vagina is always wet


Sound like macaroni in a bowl when she mix it up
Her moans during sex sound like macaroni being mixed in a bowl


Knew I was gon' put it in song
I knew I would use this experience in one of my songs


We ain't get to fuck
We didn't get to have sex


Think about when you leave her home
Think about where she really goes after you drop her off


Where she really at?
Where is she really going or who is she really with?


Probably got location on your phone, she know where you at
She probably has access to your phone's location and knows where you are


A lot of niggas hatin' on the boy
A lot of people are jealous of me


Why you really mad?
Why are you really upset with me?


Is it cause I'm really putting on where my city at
Are you mad because I'm representing my city well and gaining success?


Highbridge nigga from the Bronx where it be gritty at
I'm from a rough neighborhood in the Bronx called Highbridge


I be smoking on gorilla glue and smoking GG pack
I smoke marijuana strains called gorilla glue and GG pack


They don't wanna free my nigga Nun but I know he be back
People don't want to release my friend from jail, but I have hope he will come back soon


Bitches that I hit up in the DM never hit me back
Girls I message on social media never respond to me


Now they probably all up in my DM I don't get to check
Now they are probably messaging me and I haven't seen the notifications yet


I could turn your girl into a demon, boy don't get me mad
I have the power to make your girlfriend act wild and crazy, so don't anger me


Fuck around and threw out all my singles when I heard it clap
I threw away all my money when I heard the sound of sex (the clap)


When I met her said she was a fuckin' bartender yeah
When I first met her she said she was just a bartender


Then I saw her dancing on a pole, she a stripper yeah
Later I found out she dances on a pole and is a stripper


Macaroni in a bowl, she be mixing, yeah
She makes sounds like macaroni in a bowl while she dances or has sex


My nigga don't tell me what to do
Don't try to control or boss me around


Mel went to school for shooting hoops and then he learned to shoot
My friend Mel went to basketball school and also learned how to shoot guns


Had to lock myself inside the booth, that's how I kept my cool
I had to isolate myself in the recording studio to stay calm and collected


Saw my nigga Quado on the news, that's why I kept my tool
I saw my friend Quado on the news, which is why I kept my gun for protection


Don't you try to tell me nothing nigga you don't know me
Don't try to give me advice or try to teach me, you don't really understand me


Done with this bottle, fill me up I need another Rosé
I finished my drink, please give me another glass of Rosé


Got to hit a couple hittas up when I'm by my lonely
I need to call a few of my friends when I'm alone for some company


I think they already know wassup, I don't fuck with phonies
I suspect my friends already understand what's going on and I refuse to associate with fake people


Lately I been running out of time, I need another rollie
I feel like I'm running out of time and need to buy another luxury watch (Rolex)


Lately I been on the west-side, don't need no other homies
Recently I've been on the west side of town and don't need any more friends


Diamonds on my pinky finger blinding, all the bitches on me
The diamonds on my pinky finger are so shiny that all the girls are attracted to me


I look at her and tell her call me, hold up matter fact
I tell her to call me, wait actually,


Macaroni in a bowl how she getting wet
She's so turned on that it sounds like macaroni being mixed in a bowl


When I met her said she was a fuckin' bartender yeah
When we first met she told me she was just a bartender


Then I saw her dancing on a pole, she a stripper yeah
But later I found out she was actually a stripper who dances on a pole


Macaroni in a bowl, she be mixing, yeah
Just like macaroni being mixed in a bowl, she makes sounds while dancing or having sex




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Written by: Artist Dubose

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[Verse 1]
Nigga don't tell me what you want
Think you calling shots? I make a call, nigga get you gone
Knew that was your girl but she a hoe and her pussy soak
Sound like macaroni in a bowl when she mix it up
Knew I was gon' put it in the song
We ain't get to fuck
Think about when you leave her home
Where she really at?
Probably got location on your phone, she know where you at
A lot of niggas hatin' on the boy
Why you really mad?
Is it cause I'm really putting on where my city at
Highbridge nigga from the Bronx where it be gritty at
I be smoking on gorilla glue and smoking GG pack
They don't wanna free my nigga Nun but I know he be back

[Chorus]
Bitches that I hit up in the DM never hit me back
Now they probably all up in my DM I don't get to check
I could turn your girl into a demon, boy don't get me mad
Fuck around and threw out all my singles when I heard it clap
Sound like macaroni in a bowl how she getting wet
When I met her said she was a fuckin' bartender yeah
Then I saw her dancing on a pole, she a stripper yeah
Macaroni in a bowl, she be mixing, yeah

[Verse 2]
My nigga don't tell me what to do
Mel went to school for shooting hoops and then he learned to shoot
Had to lock myself inside the booth, that's how I kept my cool
Saw my nigga Quado on the news, that's why I kept my tool
Don't you try to tell me nothing nigga you don't know me
Done with this bottle, fill me up I need another Rosé
Got to hit a couple hittas up when I'm by my lonely
I think they already know wassup, I don't fuck with phonies
Lately I been running out of time, I need another rollie
Lately I been on the west-side, don't need no other homies
Diamonds on my pinky finger blinding, all the bitches on me
I look at her and tell her call me, hold up matter fact

[Chorus]
Bitches that I hit up in the DM never hit me back
Now they probably all up in my DM I don't get to check
I could turn your girl into a demon, boy don't get me mad
Fuck around and threw out all my singles when I heard it clap
Sound like macaroni in a bowl how she getting wet
When I met her said she was a fuckin' bartender yeah
Then I saw her dancing on a pole, she a stripper yeah
Macaroni in a bowl, she be mixing, yeah

[Outro]
Macaroni in a bowl
The way she mix it up
The way she mix it in a bowl
The way she mix it up
Macaroni in a...mix it up



All comments from YouTube:

Julian Santa

This song would never get old to me 💯 still here 2022

Chicken Richard

Musically, boogie is a talent like no other. His flow, his sound, he's a once in a generation type artist. Keep making music, your fans appreciate it, and I can't wait to see what your career brings. God bless brother.

SwayG Boi

Been listening to dis one for time, still a underrated tune☝🏽

Sean Hurley

Be honest who still bump this

Aven Nubs

me in class tho

The_Gaming_Kitty

Me

James Kehoe

Shit still heat

King BMD

Meeee

Chan Chan

Right now nigga. Song is 🔥🔥🔥

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Friends close-enemies closer

One of his most underrated songs...this a banger

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