Lyrics:
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
something wrong?
Always complaining, just like a baby momma, just hit the drink
Hit the smoke, playa, loosen up yo thong
Stop acting like a bitch, even if you
know
Ceebo and Boosie BadAzz
Young fly nigga from the Low Bottoms
Racks for her body she's a Coke bottle
Momma told me get 'em now she know I got 'em
OGs
tote baby missiles (yeah, yeah)
Bitch, don't bring my baby momma up, she richer than your niggas (rich)
Every nigga did a feature with you, slime out
grabbed my plate up off the lunch table
I told momma I'm thuggin' outside, we don't need cable
Now I'm the nipples on the titty, I'm the motor called
grabbed my plate up off the lunch table
I told momma I'm thuggin' outside, we don't need cable
Now I'm the nipples on the titty, I'm the motor called
You ain't my equal, we ain't people, I ain't one of you
Since '98 I grabbed my plate up off the lunch table
I told momma I'm thuggin' outside, we
back like I need more
So many kids to feed it ain't a game partner
all of em eaten good ask my baby momma threw all the drama
I'mma shine I'mma
something wrong?
Always complaining, just like a baby momma, just hit the drink
Hit the smoke, playa, loosen up yo thong
Stop acting like a bitch, even if you
[Talkin: Lil Boosie]
I been sit'n n this muthafucka hear with all them muthafuckas
perpetrating ENT if u ain't us u niggas don't grind
how we grind u
you, baby)
But soon it's gon' change, change, change
I'ma kick back and Boosie Badazz, baby
Might want another baby (You know how I am)
And another,
thang for a real one (A real one)
And come here lil mama lemme feel sumn
Bounce it baby, shake it baby
Now bounce it baby, shake it baby
Now bounce it
Boosie bad ass(bad ass)
You ain't bout what you be talkin' bout(bitch ass nigga)
You ain't bout that murda' murda' shit
You ain't down to lose
partner smoke him
Chuck E Cheese, I'm about pizza and my Rol' on
I'm a gangster, I don't dance, baby I poke
Right now I'm surrounded by some gangsters
why
[x4]
Hold up wait a second,
let me think for a second
[Lil' Boosie:]
Red Bandana, Red Lexus
Top notch nigga hoes call me black & sexy
Top notch
beats, baby)
Great John on the beat, by the way
I don't care if it still stink, I'ma leave her alone
Even though she out here wishin' R. Kelly was
a product of TI and Boosie
And Jeezy and also Lil Will
And the Migos, the fourth one is here
Product of Hip-Hop I'm making it clear
I'm a product of jugging
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
Yea
Thre3 O
Lot of niggas be making songs about they niggas mane
Bout these bitches mane
Mane shout out to my momma nigga
I grind hard for my girl
I'm Gerald Levert
Got Uzi on the deck
Lil' uzi in the vert
8 ball corner pocket
Lil' Stussy on the shirt
Lil Boosie on the fade
Gold chains got some
around the corner paint
Wet wit the 24's on 'em that's a bet
(Wipe me down)
Ol lady's baby momma's few finance's
Niggas wife savage life, who I'm gonna
paper, I need a folder
Nigga destroy ya, I need a lawyer
Nigga be scheemin', slicker than all you
Lil' momma think I be grillin' this for you
I know you
back like I need more
So many kids to feed it ain't a game partner
all of em eaten good ask my baby momma threw all the drama
I'mma shine I'mma
back like I need more
So many kids to feed it ain't a game partner
all of em eaten good ask my baby momma threw all the drama
I'mma shine I'mma
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