Lyrics:
many clothes, I got another closet
Told that lil nigga to drop it
I left that bitch but I still got some options
Press up on me then this .30 is poppin'
told her hold up, wait, stop
But she gon keep doing it until that fuckin' thang pop
My dawgy feel like G-d, he just got him some new dreads
All my
on me
Lil mama hot like some fire
When you drop, open wide
I’ll keep you by my side
Baby
Keep it between you and I
I’ll keep lovin' you right
White boy
harmin' me, no, no
Put a lil' hit on your head, they comin' to get you, they slicin' your throat
Put a lil' bitch in the bed, we goin' digital, wipin' her
like Caine
Tryna move a million records
Get a plaque with my name
Like Boosie my might set it off
I been going through some things
Niggas out my hood
Imagine goin' to jail, bein' in there for a whole year
Come out thinking you Boosie, I know that's not how you live
Free my big cuz, Trevar fuck the judge,
Yeah, what's up?
Lil' Jon and my muthafuckin' nigga
Mac muthafuckin' Dre let's go
It's been a minute since they heard you, Dre
Check this out finna
Lil' spoiled bitch, two thousand on shoes (two thou', shoes)
Walk in the club with one bitch, leave with two (yeah, dos, two)
By myself at the top like
I see that ass through the sundress
That thang thangin an I tell you that them squats making progress
Baby, bring that ass here, I'm tryna see you
I know you've been goin' through some things
Uh huh
I know you don't even love the same, do you
Do you? I know you've been runnin' on empty
Runnin'
that be runnin on ya track
That's how it's goin down, yeah, it's goin down like that
I gets my thang in action
To live, to love, to see, to learn
Yo!
a ass (aye-yeahhhh)
Well all right
Me a bad man, ruff by nature
You punkin' on me you goin' into danger
Me and the Don, ruff and down low ranger
Me
Thirty clip hangin' low like my thang (grrah, bah)
Been sippin' drank so my voice a lil' strained
Okay cool, bitch, go get hit by a train (bitch, get
in the driveway, Wish spotted the place and quickly rolled up.
Bulldozed through the living room, hopped out of the car, and started to blow up.
the bitches
They love to party
They pouring up
They drinking up
They goin crazy
They having fun
Got 2 bitches by my side
They lookin fly
So ima finna slide
One
it ain't no thang...
You can't check a checker
But when you want to try let me know
I got the strecher on stand-by
Starvin' for a nigga like you
ain't uch gotta scream it sure you already know that
From boosie back to lil phat we gne stomp you out like a doormat
? the gun in the club ? that bitch
the 'ks load the nines
No balloons bullets fly
Ian goin like no hoe just know I let thang off
You see that nigga who did it gone and take his fuckin' face
the whole pound if my car get towed
Ima real 2 thowow baby
We ain't goin steady but he still my boo
I don't give a damn bout kissin through the phone
Nigga
I know you've been goin' through some things, uh huh
I know you don't even love the same, do you, do you?
I know you've been runnin' on empty,
hands up in plastic bags
On stage like a savage goin' mad
What? Yeah yeah, so!
Yeah, by all means you know you gotta put Queens on it
Put cream
the
Fame
Cus the
Game
Gone eventually
Change
When they through some
Respect
On my name
I ain't cop me a
Chain
But I definitely grabbed
Me a thang
For
I could never stop hustlin', and bustin', and rustlin'
And duckin' them po-po's, goin through the same thang
I figure niggas and triggas get put
play, lil' gang invade you, yeah they come through and erase you
Yup I'm rich as fuck, but somehow bitch, I still'll take some, yeah
Nigga, I still'll
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