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worry about what we finna eat tomorrow 
Shiiit

Sometimes I cry, just get on my knees
Look at the sky, ask god why
God why 
God why 
And sometimes I cry

the A
'Cause my lil ho out there a freak
I nutted all in her face
It be goin' down, goin' down in every town
Everything we doin' now you
Know it get around
Goin'

NFTs buy the shop
Back on my bullshit
Slapping them like I'm lil boosie
Nothing funny this ain't Druski
I Rap and sing call me Tuneshi
I do it myself

light
Need a lil more light, just a lil more light
Can I get more

Ain't seen the light in a minute, know a nigga really been living in darkness
Sometimes

We don't never talk about no Gangster shit through no text dawg
I know sometimes you prolly Hate me more than ya ex dawg
But you my brudda
And you

with my pole
Leave that boy glitching, they thought he was froze
432, I'm fly like a crow
Dressed in all black like some motherfucking coal
Freaky lil

won't stop till I see the gas light, I might ride out tonight
A lil hen just make me feel right, got to hold the wheel tight
A couple stops and I'll still

through
Kick it, maybe punt it too; I'm fly but I can run it too
I touched down to cause hell like lil Boosie, plus I's going for two
Tied it up, won it too

it
Brown liquor in my cup now I'm faded
Couple more hits of the 1882
In my emeralds, barely laced up
Maybe slip a lil bit, on the way up
Plug hit me

talking money you could pipe down
Lil dusty nigga now i be lil boosie with the wipe down
And 20 20 vision got my future lookin bright now
Throw a patek up

hit up with this drac 
All in your face like acne

Mirror mirror that's on the wall 
Tell me what you see? (FACTS)

I see Jerm Buug Walt and Lil James

make dem doors Disappear

I'm in this B***ch you know this
Our year

T-dog came home to a band
We the MOB fold him like a can
Free Lil Boosie he ain't

Yeeah
Got damn lil baby you thick as fuck
(Fuck your producer my beat is by Meexhie)
That ass fat as hell
Ass super fat, like they threw a super size

chopper hit a opper, now his partner's pushin' tees
Get jacked like Jill, MACs on Phil and Lil, twenty FNs on me
Stashin' doja in the motor of Toyotas,

Caucasian
He gon ride ima slide, you already know the vibes
Might be a homicide
Do it big, I’m talking Boosie and Lil Webbie
Legendary in my city guarantee

40 in my sprite
If I ain't sliding by myself I got my shooter to my right
If I got a gun why would I fight
I can't fuck with nines if she ain't a ten

YFN lil bitch I'm feeling like lucci
Show me that coochie I'm feeling like boosie
Chop hot leave splatter it come like jacuzzi
Im Tarantino I'm shooting

up
Movin' hoes, by pressin' tab, lil' bitch, I type it up

Rich bitch got cash, and she got a Bentley truck
And these haters runnin' loose, cause my

Dan
Most people think LOL is a group
A meaningless saying
Nothing but a trend
I object to that
By saying it's a way of life
So I announce to you
Lost

the matrix
Im with my dog I feel stewie Im in traffic clutching toolie
Made lil bitch wipe me down Im trill just like Im Boosie
Look at what that money make

they are not bright
I wish that I could go away
Even if its with the throwaways
No no no no I just want to go and play
No I'm not cray getting by day by

Swerve

Lil' Boosie

Gangsta Musik

2004

[Verse 1]
You might catch me on the interstate (I10)
Actin' bad, ho's hollerin' there he go
Who? Boosie bad ass
And these fools know I keep that thing

How Deep is Your Love

Lil' Boosie

Live From Dixon Correctional Institute, Vol. 2

2010

swiftly on the first and third
Stick by ya nigga ride or die fuck what ya heard (fuck them ho's)
Would you swerve on the positive side
If a nigga get

luck for a week
Ask her friend was she dykin'
She say more than likely, cool
'cause I'm feelin' like Boosie
Just got a fresh cut
I can see that she