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(We love you sinserely)
(Yea, yea, yea huh I'm sin)
Rock out shit just like parades I line him up like boosie fade
Told his bitch cut off his dreads

listenin' to this
'Specially if you a pretty little female
Aesthetic  on the track, boy

Sweet baby Jesus
Check out the flick of my wrist
Pull up in my whip

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'

and said it wasn't enough
Receiving all the lust, cleaning all the rust
By the end of the night got into her thoughts and said it wasn't enough
That lil

Rolling exotic, I'm out of my body.
Lil thotie on molly, she out of her body.
Rolling exotic, I'm out of my body.
Lil thotie on molly, she out of her

Aiyo, this is big Nas
I wanna give a shout-out to my man Premo, you know?
From Gang Starr, no doubt
Lil' Dap, Jeru, Melachi, the whole crew

niggas, I feel like Kiki Rice
Walk with the Uzi, poppin' the peas, I'm beatin' the case, I feel like I'm Boosie
Bad lil' bitch, she carry the stick, she

get a new kill
Jay say one by one, but I want them all, make the whole harvest chill
Niggas say Fox five, but never shot nothing, so who I'm supposed

look douchie
When the 'bows touch down, we cause hell, Lil' Boosie
Brodie gettin' it off ice, like Kristi Yamaguchi
The work Off-White the same color

now I’m big shining
Head to toe dripped out fit
Humble ass nigga that’s been timing
Fuck all that imma pop shit
Imma pop my shit for a lil bit
Might get

they talk you down 
Like who you bigger than (you know that) 

I'm over here you over there 
I'm just not fitting in 
I tell my shooter strike you out

yourself a drink
Try not to think
And have yourself a time

Don't tell me to chill out don't tell me to chill out
You see that my crib is on fire
And while I

why
[x4]
Hold up wait a second,
let me think for a second 

[Lil' Boosie:]
Red Bandana, Red Lexus
Top notch nigga hoes call me black & sexy
Top notch

bitch
My first time havin' blues in a band, that shit gave me the chills bitch
In a big body benz lil' nigga, this bitch park by itself bitch
Every bitch

a check now
All of my pockets look stretched out
I'm bout to start up a fest now
I think that you should invest now
I only smoke on the best loud
I get my

off her jaw
When I fight we ain't losin' we ain't takin' no draws
No fuckin' Boosie we gone set this bitch off
For a lil' price ass we can get you

hit Lil Boosie and Webbie man get to saying what's hannenin
I got that juice in my system so imma pop a lil addy
Speed bumps speed bumps speed bumps say

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

about how they did me
Yeah
Everybody 'cept for Boosie, 50 Cent and Dave Chapelle
Ain't none of them niggas I helped get 'em Billboard helped me out

it's over with)
Get up off your ass, stand by the door 
You lazy in the trap (you really ain't sellin' shit)
I know I'ma make it out, but lately 
I

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

the old queen latifa
I set it off like Im boosie
Cleo in the movies and you just a groupie
Modern day Martian no tunchie
Ufo racing like a jetson black like

arms, no Baylor
Keep the fire on me like a giant
Fee-fi-fo, can't nobody F with me
Lil' Boosie, I know like 5-0
I've been to star, and I had the power too

can't roll without a rack
Mane I can't roll without 10 racks
Hundred bullets in our strap
All these niggas wanna rap
Get that cd out my sight
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