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Boosie Badazz

Torrence Hatch Jr. (born November 14, 1982) is an American rapper better known by his stage name Boosie Badazz or simply Boosie (formerly Lil Boosie). Born and raised in Baton Rouge, Louisiana, Hatch began rapping in the 1990s as a member of the hip hop collective Concentration Camp, eventually pursuing a solo career in 2000 with the release of his debut album Youngest of da Camp. After leaving the label the following year, he signed with Pimp C's Trill Entertainment to release his second studio album, For My Thugz. In total, Hatch has gone on to release seven solo studio albums, as well as six collaborative albums and numerous mixtapes.In 2009, Hatch was sentenced to 4 years in prison on drug and gun charges. In 2010, he was indicted on first-degree murder c… more »

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Got it on lock, real nigga made it to the top
Why they wanna change on me?
Looking like a lick
Watch cost a buck, damn brick
All these goddamn chains on me
Don't make no sense, real street nigga made it out
Got a lot of change on me
Can't worry 'bout a opp
I can get him hit right now
With the goddamn thing on me

When I mop wit it, bop wit it
F&n on me keep the Glock wit me
I'm talking 'bout a stick and a horse wit me (yeah)
Whole lot of money on the couch wit me (yeah)

Mop wit it, mop wit it
Count a lot of dough I'm a the top nigga
Andale, andale I keep a 'K
F*ck around and get yo head mopped nigga

Southside mop wit it, mop wit it
Everybody out here got a Glock wit me 
Every body got it in they hand, everybody really mobbin'
A nigga momma, whole house wit me 
Southside mop wit it, mop wit it
Shinin' cold on these niggas like an icicle 
I turn your minivan nigga, to a bicycle 
Moral to the story, I just mopped that bitch ass nigga
I'ma mop a nigga up 'fore a nigga mop me
Hope they love me like Cole, when a nigga stop me
Cop killers in this bitch this the mop machine
M16 it's a mop machine
Yeah bitch we on top
I fall asleep counting up the money
It's too much I can't fit it in the vault
I don't even wanna answer the phone
I'm like, "Leave me alone"
'Cause I'm shitting on these niggas right now
Southside mop wit it, thug life
Mop wit it, thug life
Thuggin' lil nigga gon' pop wit me 
If you gettin' a little money gon' and make more money
You gon' be like me in the drive nigga
Hot boy, hot wit it (Boosie Badazz)
I'm hot wit it (hot wit it)
I'm up now nigga, talking sky limit
The question is dawg, when he gon' fall off?
I ain't fallin' of 'til I get mopped nigga, it's on lock

Got it on lock, real nigga made it to the top
Why they wanna change on me?
Looking like a lick
Watch cost a buck, damn brick
All these goddamn chains on me
Don't make no sense, real street nigga made it out
Got a lot of change on me
Can't worry 'bout a opp
I can get him hit right now
With the goddamn thing on me

When I mop wit it, bop wit it
F&n on me keep the Glock wit me
I'm talking 'bout a stick and a horse wit me (yeah)
Whole lot of money on the couch wit me (yeah)

Mop wit it, mop wit it
Count a lot of dough I'm a the top nigga
Andale, andale I keep a 'K
F*ck around and get yo head mopped nigga

Look mop wit it, mop wit it, mop wit it, mop wit it
North Dallas nigga moving rocks wit it (for real yeah)
Look Forest Lane bitch I brought the block wit me
Stolen crook shit, thirty bands and a Glock nigga, stop nigga
Mop wit 'em
Hundred round drum on the Chop' nigga, you'll get got nigga
Chop a nigga block up, put an opp in a box nigga
Got a lot of guap, this batch jumpin' out the pot nigga, my nigga

My niggas ride wit a 
40 an be thuggin outside nigga
In a party I be shining like a light switch
All these chains got me looking like a light nigga
I'ma make 'em lean wit it, rock wit it
'Cause I'm hot right now get the ice nigga, woo
Northside niggas gon' mop wit it
Southside niggas do the mop nigga, mop wit it

Got it on lock, real nigga made it to the top
Why they wanna change on me?
Looking like a lick
Watch cost a buck, damn brick
All these goddamn chains on me
Don't make no sense, real street nigga made it out
Got a lot of change on me
Can't worry 'bout a opp
I can get him hit right now
With the goddamn thing on me

When I mop wit it, bop wit it
F&n on me keep the Glock wit me
I'm talking 'bout a stick and a horse wit me (yeah)
Whole lot of money on the couch wit me (yeah)

Mop wit it, mop wit it
Count a lot of dough I'm a the top nigga
Andale, andale I keep a 'K
F*ck around and get yo head mopped nigga

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