Lyrics:
just a lil' more now)
We ain't gonna get no sleep
I go my way, you go yours
You taste real life, I taste tours (alright)
Sweet at first, but after
I just wanted to let you know that I miss you
But I still think about you a lot
Do you think about me
Bitch, I'm tryna fuck,
Fuck a slut
Like what's
I bust a brick down like I'm Gucci
I'M a bad ass like boosie
Your bitch eating dick like its sushi
Keep going keep going
I bust a brick down like I
playing with my money get you fuked up
All about my money got you fu fu up
I bust a brick down like I'm Gucci
I'm a bad ass like boosie
Your eating like its
gotta keep that toolie
Niggas said they want the fuckin' smoke, I gotta keep that toolie
Huh? Huh? Huh? Gotta keep that toolie
Lil Marco, you did your
im gone still be wit ya
Say Que a nigga miss ya and I miss ya peeps (Chicago man)
Who help started this vibe that made you leave the streets
What up
Gang, Gang
They ain't never gotta ask this one question
Who's the Queen? Likkle Miss Obsession (uh)
I'm the one who keep you bitches under pressure
on a opp, play pussy you get popped
I'm feeling like lil boosie, about to set it off
Go play with your kids, cause I am not the one
Don't internet beef, can
Really miss my love
I saw you walkin' by and you said nothing to me
It's all on your face that no one else can be
Baby, like me and you
It's true,
bitch I be in my street
Thts a double cup bitch Go take a sip
Thinking you next nigga u an imposter
Swear she so bad she loook just like miss Parker
Intro:LiL Boosie Bad ass
Alot Of theese niggas aint ready ta be no gangsta So
my word of advice to yall niggas, chill out
1st Verse
Nobody hate me
like god - with out all the pity
Wait misty
Lil orange haired bitch So damn prissy
Close yo mouth one time never ever have to miss me
No leaving
(Wait
holla Akon, and J-kwon but what about me
They holla Youngbloodz and Young Gunz, but Boosie
He buss guns and spit it to his love ones, look
They holla
holla Akon, and J-kwon but what about me
They holla Youngbloodz and Young Gunz, but Boosie
He buss guns and spit it to his love ones, look
They holla
I'd like to welcome everybody to the Boosie Blues Cafe
Come in, sit down, have a good time
And I'ma talk to the first lady I see
I'ma talk to you
that water
Sipping on that Fiji
When I smoke doja
Put you in a coma
Test us, you don't want it
Pull up in the Polars
Bullets aiming on ya
Riding
he gotta lay down
While your bitch outta town
Smoking dope by the pound
Its Trouble Life bitch
And you I'm a clown
Nigga run up, he out of bounds
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
If I was in love it probably be you
Lil Miss Applewhite
That Apple right
Apple ripe
Apple tight (Chuckle)
So good to my body and soul
That's good for
sick, can't too many buy this
Thought I was gone, came home and got rich
Drop top with a real hot bitch
She from Brazil where the fuck you find this?
I be
me you miss me,I been gone a lil' minute
Back in the trap, I been gone a lil' minute
Back for the sack, I been gone a lil' minute
Rack after rack, I
S.U.C., I eat wit DJ Michael Watts
I don't wanna be in a rap group, I'd rather do me alone
Everybody so surely, I'm so glad that boy Lil Boosie is home
I
careful lil nigga
All of my niggaz are plotting
You already dead lil nigga
Woo
Woo
I'm checking for synergy and energy
So, watch how you step to me,
on(dream on nigga) fuckin right nigga i had a dream
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