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Family Reunion

Portishead

Ill Poetic Presents: Mood Muzik's Third

2008

getting this fetti
We in the Chevy and ready to pop tags in

[Chorus:]
So whatever you tryna do lil niggas I already done
And since you wanna live by

Yeah, we back on some shit, got in the damn streets, huh
She only got two fingers, gave me the peace, huh
Said it's me, I can't fuck with her, stop

boosie
so I picked the rawest one out the click
grabbed her by her shoulder uh and told her this

[Chorus: repeat]
I need a thug in my life
and you ain't

Need ya
I ain't playin' I just wanna please ya
You my lil'
Rose
Rose
You my lil' Rose
We look so good together
Get ready to pose
Yea we gon' shine

what's happenin when they see us how to greet us
Da fuck goin on
Niggaz what is u sayin 
Still blowin strong 
Betta stop all dat playin
Shawty I'm in

on the bandwagon
Duck, duck, duck, girl, stop playin'
After I hit it, I'm-

I come with all love, but you'll probably get touched
Smellin' like stuff, a whole

S.U.C., I eat wit DJ Michael Watts
I don't wanna be in a rap group, I'd rather do me alone
Everybody so surely, I'm so glad that boy Lil Boosie is home

I

I ain't playin with em no mo
I got killers that love me they on go
Nigga i got respect by the boatload
New whip got a lotta horse power
I ain't

No handouts can't touch ya' hands
Lil Wayne, Birdman do the stunna' dance
Count cash, rubber bands, and dividends
And this what I do till the world

XD45 hit a lil nigga face
Putting him right in his place, I be like that shit crazy
Ain't no niggas snatching my chain
It was bad had to hit me

da pros

Every time I come around rep my city cuz it’s dope

Set it off like lil boosie wen I step n des streets huh

don't need no help, I'm stackin' that Cho20 in that G
You got Lil Shorty on her knees

Baby, stop and stay on your knees
Shut up, bitch, it's BBC
Niggas

I pray my Glock don't jam when it's time to go
I pull cards with no blikk cause these niggas hoes
I'm tryna hit this lil bitch she ain't tryna go
She

lil' nigga slow it down, he out there on that fast route
Big homie flash all that money, can't even his bond his man out
Two bad bitches argin' over me,

year bitch
Don't fuck wit me
I get that cash lil bitch
You'll never know
Where I put my stash lil bitch
Hennessy by the liter
& That mean, can't defeat

Family Reunion

Hitchcock

Mood Muzik, Vol. 3: The Album

2008

getting this fetti
We in the Chevy and ready to pop tags in

[Chorus:]
So whatever you tryna do lil niggas I already done
And since you wanna live by

seven five for the bus
She like uh ace boy you be playin too much
I Ain't playin lil mama you dumb
She like uh ace I see us falling in love
Is you dumb

Mm mmm,
Stop playin,
You know that I'm a mack,
Better not ask me where I'm going ,
You can't ask me where I'm at ,
Mm hmm, stop playin, hot damn,

Shhhh okay
Back it up
Back it up
Shawty stepped off in the club, lil mama bad as fuck
By the way she moving, got these bitches mad at her
You can pop

Better suck my dick (my dick)
Bitch find out where I live, had to move my crib (had to move my crib)
Name one ho real (name one)
Stop playin', lil, boy,

look douchie
When the 'bows touch down, we cause hell, Lil' Boosie
Brodie gettin' it off ice, like Kristi Yamaguchi
The work Off-White the same color

department
I'm from the 'partments, in the 'partments

From them apartments door 112, building 2
Pissed off watchin' my cousin lil Duke
Boosie Boo from them

sweat a nigga

Just let a nigga tap that
Come on and let a nigga tap that
Stop playin and let a nigga tap that
I know you wanna let a nigga tap that

Lil

Stand Up

Meek Mill

Dreams Worth More Than Money [Bonus Tracks]

2015

the lights low, and the show starts
And the champagne spill on your bow tie
And your dawg change up, playin' both sides
No it won't stop, when the dope stop