Lyrics:
It's a lot of bad bitches in this function right now
Like Lil' Boosie and Lil' Webbie, told the bitch to wipe me down
Put a silencer on the, bet that
her hands, and let me go, the Rest you know,
I aint gotta explain, I been a mayne, Since I
went got my own… now they look at me grown.
Posted up behind
splits
Fuck my ex nigga and the bitch that he came with
And if Lil Boosie on it
Then you know that it's gon hit
We drinking Casamigos got my crew and we
in some Gucci
Sippin' on lean
Got more drank than Lil Tunechi
Settin' off shit, now they call me Lil Boosie
We got that shit
Got the Drac' with
Double d tits and that ass like a pony
She ain't giving play if you ain't
Got no money
I'm willing to pay I got cake and I want it
You know what they say
notice
They didn't notice
You ain't got guap
But they be all on me
Ooh, now they all on me
Ooh, now they all on me
These niggas, they be so fake
Uh,
without meaning
In the mist I can see it gleaming
Time to wake up and stop the dreaming
'Coz your my lil Baby cakes
And I know you got what it takes
Got a down ghetto chick but I be damned if a nigga get married
I mingle with da finest, bling ya with my diamonds you can't see I'm shinin'
I got da
[Intro:]
Uh huh Lil Boosie this me nigga gangsta ima do some shit some real shit
[Chorus:]
I been goin' thru some thangs
And don't nobody
Lil Boosie bad azz, trill entertainment, yung savage,
From the streetz to da beatz baby
Bend over lemme see whutchu workin wid fa real look
Ay
can't see me hang with
I got a new whip it's only right I lane switch
Dese niggaz local I commute on different plane trips
By any means I gotta get it
[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!
Don't ever stop if you want to be on top, bitch
Lil' waist, fat ass, bitch, tap in
Tap, tap, tap in
Diamonds dancin' on your neck, nigga, tap in
to police
I smoke on OG, I keep it on me
You don't want no smoke, nah, but I give that for free
Hit 'em in his mouth, damn, now he got lockjaw
He ain't
done got drunk inside this bitch, I'm Don Julio
We tryna get wet from these bitches, so what you cruising for
My family depend on me, that's who I do
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
seen a man cry till you seen a man die
That real faith shit that make you go spray shit
They holla romeo and bow wow but what about Lil' Boosie
I want
we leavin' the stain
And I got that money, that lil' shit comin
You know that I'm goin' fast like a train
We got that money, we stack by the
We got
We pull up in scats (Scrrr)
While smokin some thrax Just got me some top from a thick lil bitch
Told the lil hoe quit running and shit (Wooooo)
It's
hungry, I still got the juice (uh)
You set it off like Cleo, I set it off like Boosie
Uh, yeah, baller alert (haan)
Lil' biddy bitch I don't call her
(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
Gucci
Sides of my hair, nigga I'm Boosie
Nigga burnt out, can't even catch fire no more
Figured it was just a West Side movie
But thank God I got my
You better get up in the Mix
The way i'm pooping off got me
Felling like a zit aye
Do my lil dance do that bitch no assist aye
I been going dumb knowing
disrespectful
Tell your lil bro I hope we don't cross paths but bitch if we do then I pray that God bless you
Got the night light on the blick
Bussing that bitch
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