Lyrics:
a stingray
Soft topped her
Babe Ruth knocked the socks off her
No softball, I'm an outlaw
You a cornball, like a hot sauce
Yeah, gotta lil' packed out
I
just really love Christmas! Two Christmas albums?
Jesus Christ! No pun intended
Am I high? A lil' bit (yeah)
Can I drive? A lil' bit (yeah)
Am I
hearted
They criticize me huh
They talk about me bad
Ain't nobody wanna sign me
I had to show my ass
If I love you ain't no question I'd give my last
help but like, the way that you (compromise)
Just Me and you, just you and me, want this here, (till infinity)
Love yo vibe, love the energy, never no
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[b---h]
You Wanna Railroad
buckin' through the school zone
Free Lil Bronson, Free Lil Titus
Lil Joe Joe josin' by his self
Shoulda told them niggas no
When them niggas called for
me when I'm hiding in the rain
Got a bunch of groupies tryna have a lil group meet
Got a lil bad ass feeling like she boosie
Got me like oowwee with
to trippin would you bust a 45 so he can't die
Would you stick by ya nigga with no blame on em (no blame on em)
If he had another baby would you change
and I love it) everyday look I be thuggin (cause I'm thuggin) [x2]
[Verse 1:]
Country and throwed off get ya average lil star then swicth to a star but
love, huh
I'm sorry
I'm sorry
I'm sorry, my nigga
Lil Boosie
I didn't know what was wrong with that Boosie shit
Oh, the joke came from this, man
I got
bring us no peace
This the mind of me, Boosie Boo
So much shit goin on where I roam, how I'm gonna find some peace?
They say I'm a role model, but I'm
live
I know you hear you the chatter lil bitch
I got a whole lotta doubters and shit
That don't even matter lil bih
I love a whole lot of matter lil bih
You know what I'm sayin', nigga? Best motherfuckin' rapper, nigga, I'm telling you, nigga
Believe that, let's go
Yeah, niggas gon' have to show me
(Yeah) I said all these niggas fuck-niggas
(Boosie Badazz, yeah, yeah)
And they said they fuck wit' you
(Uh-huh, fuck 'em, woo)
But really they
bad azz before I met Boosie
Had hoes in love, before that boy Toosii
I'll let em dream since clearly it's lucid
These niggas so gangsta
I'm hoping they
she was taught by the devil
wasn't no thug when I met her but I seen it up in her
but she love my thug pleasures so I got me a winner
breakfast
Bad lil' thing
Bad 'lil thing
Bad 'lil thing & you know it
Fat 'lil thing
Fat 'lil thing
Fat 'lil thing, you better show it
Bad lil' thing
Bad 'lil
all the flavors
Or I get it from my plug, he havin' Now and Laters
I can't show no love, and I can’t show no favors (Nope)
But if she lookin' good, fuck
ain't uch gotta scream it sure you already know that
From boosie back to lil phat we gne stomp you out like a doormat
? the gun in the club ? that bitch
Let's get it, let's start off by sayin' I might be fuckin' your bitch like a thief in the night
All of these hoes be sayin' they love me, but
glad he can read, he done finished the shit
I'm selling work in this bitch by the pound
Ion be home bitch I be outta town
Nigga run off ain no runnin
the Mickey Mouses and Goofy's
They rap like lil' Paps, yep, they little pussies
I don't care what I say out my mouth, Lil Boosie
I'm a New York City girl,
Niggas changing on me
Like I didn't do this thing by my lonely
Like I ain't put work in, no handouts
I earned
It, please don't say my name, lil' nigga
You
This is the way I live
Lil' Boy still pushin' big wheels
I stack my money, lay low, and chill
Don't need to work hard that's the way I feel, I
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