Lyrics:
nigga
Why that shit so little and all the diamonds missin'?
Where the hood street shit?
Show me where the G shit
Where the gutter holes be
gucci prada and y.s.l
And her clientele is never fucking hoochies
Just a bunch of bad asses like they only fuck with boosie
I said shorty whats your
no clearance
Let's go for it yae keep me near it
Oh lord love your appearance You Broken let me heal it Broken
Know you can feel it we so close
yae I
popping bottles why?
But It was half my fault coz I was by your side? (When I'm sitting by myself I wonder)
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Now jam along if
So we took the fuckin' ceiling off
Lil Wayne, DJ Khaled
No Ceilings 3, B-Side
Another one, 'pon your head
Five white girls but they not Spice
you out your mind
So divine how I be writing to a
Motherfucking beat brought by Brasco in his mama's Buick
I been rhyming cool since ramen noodles
champagne and Alize
Got your mind bubbling crazy, want to flip Cool J
Spend your last on your hairdo, but you ain't save a dime
To put your child through
mine, yeah
So come jump in the line
Harry Belafonte vibes
Don't wait around for the right
Moment to pass you by
And I wonder what I'll be like
In 100
detail.
A seed of doubt and grief I planted in your brain
And as the child grew so too did her pain.
She fought with all her might till her dying breath
'know
Kids, why'know listen to your teachers at school and
Parents, need to pay attention to your kids at home
Therefore uh, know how to be hard on a child
Petty lil' bitch, petty lil' bitch, you a petty lil' bitch, you a petty lil' bitch, you a petty lil' bitch
Whole family ain't shit, bet your mama
me
Why they wanna mug еvery time I see 'em?
I fucked his bitch, so let's call it even
I'm in the lead for a reason
I'm in the lead for a reason
I'm in
with Twenty Three
Lend me
Your energy
Can't stop bopping to this beat
To this beat
Engineering by SickLonely so you know it's sounding clean
If I don't
Bustas get so dazed and amazed, there's Lil' Fly's chance
Memories of smoked out, loc'd out, puffed out as them demons dance
Playas lookin' wild, stole
on some Lil Boosie shit
I'm tired of your complications and your foolishness
Intimidated by the one I chose to call my wife
But when I needed you, you
they can't come up with me, so they call me Boosie
Huh? So they call me Boosie
Niggas said they want the fuckin' smoke, I gotta keep that toolie
Huh? I
In so many bourgeois homes Van Gogh's sunflowers radiate from the walls,
Yet he lived in utter misery, condemned by those very same people.
Why is it
know from the sandbox
Now I ain't know lil' baby had an ass now
She look at me, like, "Why the fuck is you mad now?"
Bitch, you look way better than
Big Bad Hank, I'm everywhere
Just throw your hands up in the air
And party harder like you just don't care
Let's do it, don't stop, y'all, a-tick
Your life in exchange for mine
Sometimes I wonder why You even love me
And why You ever chose to call me child
And I remember just by Your sacrifice
I
And I'm playing soccer like a keeper
Lil bitch I'm a badass like boosie
Always good lil nigga I'm Gucci
I can never go fuck with a lame
I'm so hot bitch
to keep me in yo world (Grimey)
One night only so this yo only chance (It is)
We know why you here, so we gon skip romance (We do)
Both full grown but you
impressed with all that fuck-boy rap
Don't know why they so impressed with all that frat-boy rap
No pun intended, but your album sounds rushed like that
Man,
of the soldiers no
Don't be scared of my homies
I'll beat your ass by myself
They just out here rooting for me so
Anybody got a problem
Speak up now or just
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