Lyrics:
the street bitch
50 come in get em gone by the weekend
OG turnt y’all lil niggas can’t be me
Back of the back with your bitch and she eating me
Used to look
we go take us some lives 'fore we go take it to law
Boy I got fire in my eye, look at me see gauges go off
Watch how you come at your fate, nigga
asking when I'ma drop
I feel like Lil Boosie Bitches askin too many questions
They look like Rattatoolie I can't vibe wit these mufuckas They always acting
here, if you ain't on that dope up in here
Man I should slow up in here, 'cause I can't get roped up in here
Got this lil' hoe up in here and I ain't
like it's Toosii
I got me a new bitch
I don't care about ya new switch
You said you want my head
Lil nigga you ain't gon' do shit
Riding round the town
the pain (say that)
through all the rumors god still blessin boosie (fuckin right)
fuck a nigga god protected lil boosie
will a pussy nigga shoot me his
a murder beat
Yeah, I got a murder beef, I'm just tryna get somethin' to eat
Me and my lil' main squeeze, give a nigga a break please
Chain on Frigidaire,
the worst, now they won't come around
Yeah, moving by the pound, going in and out of town
Yeah, I feel like Lil' Boosie, told that bitch to wipe me down
I
Shoulders, chest, pants, shoes (4x)
Verse 2 (Lil Boosie)
B.O.O.S.I.E. B.A.D.A.Z.Z. that's me (wipe me down)
Red bones caramels all of em stop and stare all
Lil momoma so fire I ain't gonna lie
Can't help but stare every time she walks by
Shape just right yeah she my type
Worth more than a dime she's
and linguine (Phew)
My luggage Gucci, I'm G ain't no Fendi (Gucci)
Head nigga like Boosie, bitch by the Trina
The coupe is red and ruby (red)
Somewhere
Be without ya
We're lost in shadows fighting battles
Pass ya boosie boosie foolish
Ain't important what you doing
But we all under the influence
But
on walking on these clouds like marshmallows
Nodding off, smellin' like rose petals
Zoning out, two-three like the fiend in hell fire and angel wings
I'm
the one
I'm supposed, or used to be like
Have a lil' bit of hope, a lil' bit of trust in me
Have a lil' bit of patience that's enough for me
A lil' bit
to the Cho I done ran through more hoes
Than lil Stanley Zero Tiger Woods and Jack Nichols (Go)
Shoot my lil shot I ain't missing that missile
Walk in your
For that lil coochie, I'll do it
Bout bitch, you want a bag? You gotta sell your booty
I get to fade and everything like I'm Lil Boosie
5-8-8,
exclusive
When i get the pack in, i say yea i feel like lil uzi
If i see my opp then i'm catching a fade, I feel like lil boosie
I'm up in the snakepit
burning my trail
I had so much fire in me what I felt I couldn't tell
Hmm, then a nigga started rappin'
A little money got to stackin'
I used to fall into
in her life
Say it one time never twice
Listen up close or be gone by tonight
I don't argue don't fight
Paid the cost to be the boss lil bitch
I'm
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
Turnin' up by myself
Bustdown on my left
I be doin' my step (Lil' Trebble made the beat, he only had to play it once)
Gucci on all my belt
Racked up
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
' baby
Wanna know how your day been
Can't wait to go bare skin
Stretch you out by the bath rug
Give you hugs by the fireplace
Going down like the fire
world got comin'
Its hard to live by the rules when your lil girl got nothin, you strugglin'
He facin' life and 40 years, bein' lawyer to his peers,
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