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Lil Boosie-Trae the Truth: The Mixtape (Trae Tha Truth) · Boosie's Way (Lil' Boosie) · Superbad: The Return of Boosie Bad Azz (Lil' Boosie) · Superbad: The Return of Boosie Bad Azz [Clean] (Lil' Boosie) · Superbad: The Return of Boosie Bad Azz (Lil' Boosie) · Boosie's Way (Lil' Boosie) · Free Boosie Free Gucci (Lil' Boosie) · The History of Boosie (Lil' Boosie) · King Size! (André Previn) · King Size Guitar (Bert Weedon) – and 90 other albums »


know Lil Boosie be in yo city on yo stage 
Do wat you gon' do to me
After the show I'm wit my fans givin' kisses and hugs
While you get bodyguard by
these hoes
And I keep a snoopy broad because it keep me on my toes

We been ridin' for ten exits and I still been in your door
We get better by
up in my head. Some say I OD'd
Off that X, what they gon' say next? Grandma
Died, momma House, lemme talk to ya. Niggas
Hate, but I don't drive by
bounce back like I'm bad ass
Lil Boosie ain't I Yung Berg baby
Is you surprised?
Yeah you should've seen
The look on there faces
When they seen me
Gon' soulja hate me
Da judge looked at me
And said how you doin' boosie
He called me by my nickname {ooooh}
What you think I'm stupid {bitch}
You
say I OD'd off that X, what they gon' say next? 
Grandma died, momma House, lemme talk to ya. 
Niggas hate, but I don’t drive by, I walk to ya. 
High
please 
Just got served by little niggas on the 10-speed 
12 years old, got bumps they can't keep 
A straight killer, a fool, a lil' ass gee

God
need Flip]
[Flip:girl notta hoe]

[Chorus repeat 2X]

[Verse Two: Lil' Flip]
I only like fine woman like Destiny's child and if
I say I'm Lil' Flip I bet
Blowin' doe doe [Repeat: x 9]

Blowin' doe doe with this 4-4 got the hat back with the seats low [Repeat: x 3]

Blowin' doe doe with this 4-4
I ride down ya street you can hear me in ya den
Shakin niggas walls when I put it past 10
G-shit, I ain't even gotta rap in 'em
I like to play tha
You gotta hold me down x6

Chorus x2
How deep (tell me)
How deep (tell me)
How deep is your love
How deep (how deep)
How deep (how deep)
How
Blowin' doe doe [Repeat: x 9]

Blowin' doe doe with this 4-4 got the hat back with the seats low [Repeat: x 3]

Blowin' doe doe with this 4-4
nigga
I do it big nigga
I do it big nigga

I do it big 
Lil Boosie do it big boy 
Feel this here, check this out 
Look 

I smoke, I drank, I tote
like 'em tall dark, skin, thick and fine ass
Nice around, pants size 7, 8 or 9
And when she walk, she walk like she on the run way
And the paparazzi
When you realize your favorite rapper ain't got no nuts 

[Chorus 2X: Ice Cube + (Lil Jon)] 
If you a scared motherfucker go to church (GO TO CHURCH)
in my piece of chain
Diamonds in my piece of
Diamond diamonds in my piece of chain
Diamonds in my piece of chain

[Lil Jon]
Yea
This shit right
[Lil Mo] 
Ladies I wrote me a manual
How to keep your man
These rules you must follow 
My 10 commandments (oo oo oo)
Let me break it down for
like she Amazon
Got her suit like T.I., and I got a hundred million more to go
Boys in Texas D.E.Y. know they know like Shorty (Shawty) Lo
Lil Boosie
See he's a gangster, I'm a hustler 
Yo it's either thank ya, or it's f*** ya 

[Ice Cube + (Lil Jon)] 
I'm down with Lil Jon ain't got to pretend
please 
Just got served by little niggas on the 10-speed 
12 years old, got bumps they can't keep 
A straight killer, a fool, a lil' ass gee

God
beef, I'm just trynna get something to eat
Me and my lil main squeeze
Give a nigga brain please
Chain on Frigidaire, watches on the refrigerate
Friderate,
I remember n****
Boosie Bad Azz
I remember n****
I remember n****

Now I remember everything
From them cold night on the block
I remember
(Webbie verse 1)
I ride down ya street you can hear me in ya den.
Shakin niggas walls when I put it past 10
G- shit, I ain't even gotta rap in em
I
Broke another ten for the Bread Winner Brick Gang
Popping up pregnant, sIlly bitch tryna trick Gates
Start selling pussy, maybe that'll get your
live by, ways I kiss by
We all murderers in the eyes of all ours
So when I pull a bubble up and back in your car
When I spit sixteen's you gonna wish