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can’t have her thinking
I’m a lil baby
oh
I’ve been slowly smoking feeling loopy
got me feeling a lil boosie
truth be told I feel like toosii
yeah yeah

a body like I'm Boosie
Poems like I'm Toosii
Write ten songs, go again, that's the routine
I won't change on my friends, I ain't booky
We could start

ya 
I got a bag put it  on ya head 
Lil boosie on all these fuck NIGHAZ brah 
I’m wit the shit know I’m in the street 
Know I got it bang brains by ya

Whats Happenin'

Webbie

Savage Life 3

2011

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

takin' shit

Bitch, I ain't who you used to know (nope)
I done shot off to the moon, lil' ho (gone)
Still order me a 4 for 4 (for real)
Painted drank

skrilla
Gone throw that ass for a real nigga
Gone shake that ass for a lil skrilla
I know I got yo main nigga tight
We be at my crib by the end of the night

Thug Talk

Boosie Badazz

Thug Talk

2016

If you don't understand, I want you to listen to song for song
Song for song and by the end, you will understand
Thug Talk
So, feel me now nigga

[Will Smith]
Uh, uh, uh
What?
Whoo! Ha-ha
Yeah mic check
Mic, mic, mic, mic, mic, mic, mic, mic
Alright now let's go yo

[Lil' Kim](Will)
Here come

A smoker's prayer if I gotta lil roach then I gotta lil hope
I'm just tryna chill for a minute, I ain't tryna deal with all of that smoke
But if this shit get

jiggalatin ain't never been to jail couldn't
take that cell don't smoke ? can't take that
Smell smoke a lil color but a nigga couldn't tell jiggle
like

the fuckin feet up lil nigah/diamonds is hittin/hittin so hard it prolly could give Stevie some vision
Attractin sight from ones who always out plottin tryna

Yeah
Ooh, Ooh, Uh huh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
I wanna, Ooh
I wanna

I wanna flex on my ex (My yeah)
I wanna bury a check (A check)
Count hundreds by

glasses by Gucci
Feelin' like Boosie, might start rockin' Coogi
My lifestyle a movie, you know I stay coolin
Trap, I weigh it up and I move it
Hood, you

diss-this
I feel like there's B's on my face
Shut up bitch that's a closed case
100 thousand just to chill for the day
Left that strap yeah down by the bay

Swerve

Lil' Boosie

Hustle & Flow

2005

[Verse 1]
You might catch me on the interstate (I10)
Actin' bad, ho's hollerin' there he go
Who? Boosie bad ass
And these fools know I keep that thing

Contract

Jazze Pha

Crunk Juice

2004

about?
I'ma chill to the point haters checking me out
Sipping on the Crystal
Bitches want to get wild
Popping X and smoking dro' on the verge of my

line
Too many rappers getting played by labels a deal ain't even Cross my mind (I ain't lying)
Industry all fucked up wassup with all these new lil

Yeeah
Got damn lil baby you thick as fuck
(Fuck your producer my beat is by Meexhie)
That ass fat as hell
Ass super fat, like they threw a super size

out her mind

Put on AP, and I wear by the two
Gossipin' bitch, she can't hold in the truth
I hit 'em both from the back, by the two
I flew

chills foreal
Like is this real foreal
Say I don't want a deal
Im independent like Lil Boosie
When I was younger
I really wanted to be in movies
Til I woke

to talk about life (Life) and just chill with you
When your momma tell you different daddy love you nigga (I love you)
I came up on that Boosie yeah you

out his top, a pop a bitch just like a Adderall
Lil' mama out her top, she popped a perc', now she can't speak at all
Don't really fuck with backend, I

(We love you sinserely)
(Yea, yea, yea huh I'm sin)
Rock out shit just like parades I line him up like boosie fade
Told his bitch cut off his dreads

listenin' to this
'Specially if you a pretty little female
Aesthetic  on the track, boy

Sweet baby Jesus
Check out the flick of my wrist
Pull up in my whip