Lyrics:
Emerald Row is the place where I got my props
People love me in the hood they don't want me to stop
So uhh, that's the only way I know how to rock
Uh huh Lil Boosie this me nigga gangsta Ima do some shit some real shit
I been goin' thru some thangs
And don't nobody understand me man
I want
got 50 whole bands, you'll be my sponsor (Just for the night)
Them snakes on the plane, me and Cognac-conda (Condas)
I might piece him up and let my
nigga
Put me on my feet since a lil' nigga
Let my dawg drink too much huh
Might be gone, but he still wit' me
Bun B my G, my OG
RIP Big Pokey (Smoke
roofie'd
A lil' badass I feel like Boosie, a lil' badass, feel like Boosie
The lavish life really suit me, if you want my life homie shoot me, yeah
I blew
the new world order
God keep blessing me 'cause I'm a good father
Got my own haircut, Boosie fading hip hop from..
We gonna call this the Boosie day
We
[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
Touching the uh I got me a sale
He barred that shit then send him to hell
I'm feelin' like gucci in two thousand six
I'm feelin' like boosie I know I'm
the judge, "free my girl"
Man, I did it by myself
Me, myself, and I
Me, myself, and I
Me, myself, and I
Me, myself, and I, nigga
Me, myself, and I
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
my own I'll do it by my damn self
I bet I got em listening so if I ever ran I wasn't a man in the first place
Hold on Boosie wipe me down, im in it
my lil' brother
I mourned and cried
I'm not above the odds (No cap)
So I stay wit a shooter
Like Gucci's Todd
Block hotter than when Boosie dropped
I'm
Lil Boosie bad ass and I wanna know if you a do it again baby girl, you know what I'm talkin bout,
If you a press rewind if I ain't have shit, make
us in that bottom on that PCP, walkin' to school wit a tool,
Who gon' beef wit me.
Got addicted to sellin' drugs, marijuana and coke,
Momma, she
bottom on
That PCP,Walkin' to school wit a tool, who
Gon' beef wit me. Got addicted to sellin'
Drugs, marijuana and coke,Momma, she washed
Her hands,
niggas dont rest uhn
I got looking up fall on they face
Im looking your face and Im never gonn dress
She’s gone about me but say nonetheless
I was
(and hoes)
Got bread like Scrooge McDuck
Lil bitch I'm happy and I know it so I clap them fuckin' cheeks
Yeah, I'm bustin' on yo mama look like
phone
30 chains on me like I'm Gucci
Bitch you got a problem
Ain't nobody solving it
Bitch you got a problem
Ain't nobody solving it
Bitch you got
[Boosie:]
Lil boosie bad ass and I wanna know if you a do it
again baby girl, you know what I'm talkin bout,
if you a press rewind if I ain't have
Magnum
I got the sickest Charger, y'all's thirty mines forty
I told you niggas let me get me, 'fore you get stretched in the streets
This the day that
Magnum
I got the sickest Charger, y'all's thirty mines forty
I told you niggas let me get me, 'fore you get stretched in the streets
This the day that
thoughts
Don't get ya people caught, by my people house
'Cause believe me I'm a set it off, bitch
Set it off in this motherfucker, set it off
My click
And I'm 'bout to slide on
Lil' shawty made the news
(She made the news) i bet I'm live like Lil
Boosie with them Two's (I bet I'm live)
I got my ratchet
stupid
I'm finna have a nigga singin' hallelujah
I'm finna have these hoes doin' it for Boosie, ugh
Give me money, give me head in that same order
I
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