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making a profit
And I got too many niggas put in back my pocket
And make em do anything
If he near me I got him (look)
Grab the money out the safe

on Them bustas
Pockets on swoll cuz you know Ima hustla
Certified G Centro Side Muthafucka
Take your ass out with a 380, Gutcha

Bow Down To the label

She for the streets
I get it done 
Pocket my funds
Obvious fun
Knockin the drums 
Get out the way
Watch y’all catch a wave
We happened yesterday I guess

ones ayy, I can’t forget
We was thuggin' in Scott's class
My pockets was thin, but now I got thot pants
I hit the bud, take you home
The glizzy a iPad

Bottle Service

Y.G.

4REAL 4REAL

2019

can't dirty 'cause you a diva
Lil' Boosie in the speaker, so you know I don't give no fucks
YG hit your bitch, I really hit it, wasn't luck
The war

Swag Surfin'

F.L.Y.

Jamboree

2009

blowing strong like a fan
And my chain shining hard it just gave my neck a tan
Pockets on Popeye cause they swoll of that spinach
Peachtree swag you can

seen, popped pills, I felt depressed
I love my bitch so much, set up her ex, she felt upset
I'm obsessed with gettin' my people rich, ask Lil' Mike

Lil b*tch im différent
Keep yo distance 
Yo b*tch liking my pictures
I don't do disses
I don't talk sh*t b*tch im swinging my fist
B*TCH!
Fu*k around

in the end that’s all
Not worth nothing but a lil bit of jaw
On my momma you a weirdo. Mommas didn’t raise no hero
Mr. Save a thot. That ain’t really

like Webb and Boosie
What we do gotta keep it under droppin bombs in the summer
She tryin kick it like a punter but Lil Homi can not love her
Ask my name

made the pie stretch (haan)
Devil on my heels like Lil Nas X (woo)
My country girl mad, I faded like Boosie on her
My city girl ride with the Uzi

check by the man, all gems

Shit was fucked up, now a nigga tryna win
Shit was real crazy when a nigga lost my twin
Stay solid, maintain, never fold,

Problem

Boosie Badazz

Out My Feelings (In My Past)

2016

the Act in the Phantom
I'm too hot to hot to handle
The police hate my guts
'Cause the niggas kicking dust
They was raised by us, what the fuck

made the pie stretch (haan)
Devil on my heels like Lil Nas X (woo)
My country girl mad, I faded like Boosie on her
My city girl ride with the Uzi

I Smoke, I Drank

Body Head Bangerz

Body Head Bangerz, Vol. 1 [Body Head]

2004

yea yea) 
In your mind, I call my pistol cause it stay by me (Uh-huh) 
That's like my brother, lucky mothers 
We ain't nothin to see (Uh-huh)

at my feet mayn!
They wanna spoil me, treatin me like royalty;
what I'm 'sposed to do? It's such a sweet thang
Work that track, whip 'em like Kunta
That's

Body Parts

Three 6 Mafia

Da End

1996

i just might make bond 
release me on my own 
???? bak on the streets 
with no employment 
no doubt 
without no cheese up in my pocket 
tell me how

I Luv

Scarface

Chase the Cat

2001

1st pt. Too Short, 2nd pt. by female]
I love gettin my head blown
I love gettin my nuts rubbed
I love gettin my dick licked
I love gettin my nuts

mentioned was a Gun
Like Damn nigga
You don't want want yo ones
If u can't Fight say that
Lets make the Situation Fun
Have lil sis Crack em and I ain't talkin

Tormented

Tech N9ne

Anghellic

2001

by my homie but I (Can't make it)
If it was non-existent I would die (Stay with me)
I don't want to ever let it go (A quickie)
Beat it down like I'm

Money on my mind I gotta get to the paper Man I see a tunnel vision I can Care bout a
Hater How you judging nigga off Another nigga persona
You don't

drive-bys, pull up it's on site
But you a bitch, and I can see it all in your motherfuckin' eyes
Ain't no bitch breathin' air like mine, gone make me tuck my

walked out
Land of the thrill, mayne that's my spot
Workin' that real up in my twat
(System label me, a killa 'cause Lil Boosie gettin' guap)
(Blood cry

Cruisin

Yo Gotti

Life After Deathrow

2014

at the Chevron, got a lil gas
Pull behind the car wash, got a lil head
Niggas want my head, but the boy ain't scared
Headed home gon' to count the bread
Boosie