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Houston
It's badder than boosie

Ay, it's lit, my wrist
My bitch, okay it's ice
This shit is lit, is lit 
Okay my bitch, my wrist is ice
This shit OK

me boosie
CTB Royalty it's a movie
Caught that boy lacking without his tooly
Thick lil bitch her name is Judy
We shooting guns like call of duty
Niggas

[Talkin']
Boosie boo!! Boosie boo, nigga!!
And I be like the best nigga at this shit right now, word for word,
life story for life story, mane I'm

Devils

Lil' Boosie

Incarcerated

2010

Gon' soulja hate me
Da judge looked at me
And said how you doin' boosie
He called me by my nickname {ooooh}
What you think I'm stupid {bitch}
You

this truth
You want this too
It's not just in my mind
I spent all night hustlin
Time is money God I trusted
The times I wasn't going to make it through
I

Please don't tell nobody
Me and lil shawty drive the boat to private party
No, she not a buffy but she got some extra body
And she let me wax it off

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 no work for this shit, these niggas they scared to do it
I

hustlin', tryna stack the money tall
This exclusive
You don't know how much it cost niggas envy
You should hear the way they talk
I been grindin', tryna turn

Tha Block Is Hot

Lil Wayne

Tha Block Is Hot

1999

from the block it's Lil' Wayne (who it is?)

(Nigga, you got that yayo?)
Well cook somethin', nigga
(Nigga you let them K's go?)
Well bust

Tha Block Is Hot

Lil Wayne

Cash Money Records Platinum Hits, Vol. 1

2002

from the block it's Lil' Wayne (who it is?)

(Nigga, you got that yayo?)
Well cook somethin', nigga
(Nigga you let them K's go?)
Well bust

Sold much coke, got coke in jail
In the white Rolls Royce with my man Pharrell
This lil' nigga got beats too fresh to be stale
But I'ma take you back

Sold much coke, got coke in jail
In the white Rolls Royce with my man Pharrell
This lil' nigga got beats too fresh to be stale
But I'ma take you back

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

Have you ever had yo pussy ate
(ate) by a mouth full of diamonds (yeah)
Ima make ya toes curl till ya eyes roll back
While yo body slow whinin'

Power cuttin off lights
Too many days them moves didn't go right
Hustlin in the rain
By any means necessary gotta peep game
Box cars APD
School lunch for

like some flies
Sometimes i think bout suicide
Dat Shit be on mind
Everyday im in these streets
Hustlin stayin on my grind
Gotta be role model
My lil

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

(Them M's)
Want money, I don't want no friends
On the Megabus by myself
With the pints in my bag

(Phone Ringing) that's Lil' Ben
Hello? Nigga play around

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

[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!

Ride by my side
Come be my guide
I’m moody sometimes
I’m moody sometimes
Did a lotta good shit
Did a lotta bad things
Hustlin’ in the hood
Didn't do

the screamin' that she love me

But I can't lovey dovy
And now she wanna cuff me
I told lil Shawty I'm sorry but no that shit ain't for me
You'll be gone by

corner by myself when a nigga was sellin CDs, nigga str8 hustlin
Get it like nuthin (nada); I was str8 hustlin (huh uh)
Bitch I get it like it’s nuthin,