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realest nigga in it (I am)
Free my dogs i swear to God it been a minute

Yo, it's Boosie and Gotti
Niggas know we go retarded for money we fuck up the check

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

and she play the rules by my game 
When i hit her deep off in her guts she's calling my name 
She top me off riding in the foreign in the fast lane

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

Aye I got a bad drip
I'm, I'm leaking water 
Got a foreign bad chick 
Like she been imported
Want you by my side 
Like you pippin
And I'm Jordan
Soon

[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!

Celebrating yall by hitting yall with a bopper 


Mirror on the wall 
Who’s the baddest 
Savage of them all 
It’s you, it’s you, you you  

Look at lil mama

engine roaring
I want a foreign, can't wait 'til I'm ballin'
Run to the bands, I ain't walking
Run to the money, the money's important

She my lil

in inside my fast lil' whip
Yuh, Aye, Ooh, Ok
Yuh

I get the cash and dip
Hop in the foreign it's fast as shit
You can imagine it
But never step inside

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

the wave
Foreign the team it’s the label, the gang
So lil’ ass nigga don’t rep with the name
You start coming up and they all wanna hang
But can’t lift you

the verse
(Catch up, catch up) ayy, catch up
Ayy, catch up ayy, catch up

From Starter jackets to Gucci
From Air Force 1's to Louie
My charm icy like Boosie

Lawyer Jewish and he beat up cases like Lil Boosie
Wave dead nigga you ain't got no bread who you fooling
Lying all to these bitches like you rich how you

Free Lil Damey, Lil Boosie, and Vauclan out the can man
These bands up in my pants bussing out the pockets man
Only be with the realest, I mean

you might catch a wiggy
Trap out of town, fly when I'm in the city
XD makes you see stars like Disney
That lil' ho coming right back like a frisbee
I'm

Lil' Bruh coming thru wit that slide 
Lil' Bruh coming thru wit that slide
Lil' Bruh coming thru wit that slide
He don't fuck around
Lil' Bruh coming

Doe Doe

Bun B

Savage Life 2 [Clean]

2008

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

Photoshoot

Gucci Mane

Wasted: The Prequel

2009

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

Sniper Gang, Kodak
'Cause I got it by myself
Skrrt, skrrt, aye, skrrt, skrrt (skrrt, skrrt)
Free lil Cool man, free lil Tap Boy, yee

Why you,

Worryin' Bout Me

B.J. The Chicago Kid

Worryin' Bout Me

2019

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