Lyrics:
hitman foolish just like Boosie's screaming five who next
I question God I lost lil Savage never said he leaving
I cried so hard that prolly first time
one had a fade like Lil Boosie
Like how I got on my gold, she let me dig in her coochie
I had to work for this shit, these niggas they scared to do it
I
this hot, I'm so so blessed
You have fun wit' them robbers I'm so, so fresh
Everything I touch turn gold
I'mma winner
Lately, its playboy mansion
this hot, I'm so so blessed
You have fun wit' them robbers I'm so, so fresh
Everything I touch turn gold
I'mma winner
Lately, its playboy mansion
lil' bitch I hit a week ago
' keep talkin' bout your she miss me She felt the 30 through my pants
I told her, fye right by my jimmy,yeah
Twin dropped
stay down
I just hope you stay
Look, I'm sorry that I'm super late
I was drivin' here jammin' them Lil Boosie tapes
Understand that I do not
on that Snoop shit, Gin got me woozy
Got me feelin' sorry for my nigga Lil' Boosie
Turn up the fuckin’ radio, bang a lil' Gucci
Get high as a hummingbird
a movie, I stated shooting
This lil hoe thought that she could use me, I feel like boosie
Cause I'm bout to set this bitch off, I want my love my time
stay wet all the time
One of the best to ever ride me
Lemme get a car and drive it
Everytime she see Lil Boosie she smilin'
[CHORUS x2:]
Wish
The Window, Boosie Pass Me That Indo
I Told Her Slow Down Lil Mama Look Cause We Ain't Ken Folk
They Be On A Nigga, Yeah They Want A Nigga,
They Gone Take Lil
Say, 10
Let's hear this shit, Rell (ha, ha)
Horrid, run it up (Lil Top)
I don't give a fuck, man, look (nigga, yeah)
Look, look
"YoungBoy,
[Lil' Boosie]
Ugh! We dropped again on you bitch ass, niggaz! (Laughing)
Every album like a bird!
If you buy Trill shit
Then you buy that real shit!
what
Gucci
Everything what
Gucci
Gucci
Gucci
Everything what
Gucci
Now it's Prada, no Dada
I'm scammin, I'm boostin
Got me out in Cabanas
Lil bitch in
We cop'n everything up in that store
Ain't no more
We pop'n every nigga that talk like hoes
Ain't no more
Don't make me call up
Lil BabyDoe
Ain't no
the gangsta ass niggas bump to music like that
Make them bitch fine hoes shake they bootie like that
21 row scrap wit lil boosie it like that
Play mad games wit
wanna bump some Lil Uzi, buy a Lil Yachty
Maybe drink a Lil Boosie, feel a Lil Weezy
Chill with my Lil Baby just to have a Lil Quickie
Give a couple Lil
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
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,
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
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
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
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