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the crib; fake beard and coat
These boys funny, so goofy
No 50's; Lil' Boosie
Big choppa, Lil' Uzi
I'm raging, y'all love it
Still billing jays with Jayy in

the leather seats, ash

Strike a pose and she letting me, flash

Smoking on purp with Lil Boosie

All my chains on LIL UZI

I might just fuck on your niece,

In

and we sip on some Rémy (Rémy)
Will i am and i sing it like Lenny (Lenny)
And lil baby be messy like Wendy (Wendy)
Get a truck and its made by infinity

fuss, threw some dick on her
Lil Boosie wipe me down Im a asshole
Feeling froggy tell DHill to take his tadpoles
I aint gotta have rhythm I got cash flow,

blue bills
We got them rockets and our pocket so lil homie be chill
Fill a wood up with sticky so we all get pilt
I be in my own lane can you catch my

We bendin the curve
No mask on outside lil nigga gone purge
I'm bendin the curve no mask on outside you know we gone purge
Brand new Lamborghini pull

I missed alot of things just
After I ran by them
You smoking on shit you shouldn't boy
I hope you get that
This bitch don't love you boy
I hope you

Probably fell a victim to the street
All in class searchin' .223s 
And Glocks with laser beams, cop me a laser beam
Lil Boosie had the soldier
So me cop

the wayyy
These niggas gone ride the waves
Pop my shit by the day
Show love but see all the hate
Da 1 like Penny Hardaway
42 not Chardonnay
I guess I'm just

and tables, we stand on 
Your brother look bad, put your mans on
A wide body, she got a tan on
Fucked her boosie, I slid with my pants on
What the hell I

Facts

Jadakiss

Vacation in Hell

2018

breakin' all the clauses
Acid God, man I got everybody on it
Every verse a horror scene, Raptrick Bateman Vorhees
Remember me? Boosie on the side, Tunechi

yo bitch that I love her
Now she switching to my team
Cash walk cash talk
Wipe me down Lil' Boosie
Spit a couple bars now yo girl giving up that

Cash

place

Niggas is goofy
Claiming they blood 
Like they whoopty
I’m catching fades like I’m Boosie 
Rich got a strap in his pack
But I told em don’t use it

proud of that
Chrome heart on the sleeve with a Prada hat
We Gucci on Gucci, she shopping Tootsies
We listen to Boosie, now imagine that

She love

bring boosie back
Still be turnt for lil bro
Got a bitch that aint mine and she makin her booty clap
Im on a rockstar high, Doin rockstar shit
Making

me bruh got you feeling discussed
Recipe for disaster but the taste you love it
And this is just the beginning you feel it all in your stomach
Dont get

(Hundred bands in Chanelly bags)
(Yeah, hundred bands in Chanelly bags)
(Hundred bands in Chanelly) (I love 1620)
(Hundred bands in Chanelly bags, uh

love me, why you lie to me
I told you you ain't wanna see that side of me
I wonder if my ex is really proud of me
But I don't give a fuck about who

I Ain't Got Time!

Tyler, the Creator

Flower Boy

2017

uzi, Lil Boosie way I wipe down
(Boy, I ain't got time)
To be sittin' here right now
'Cause niggas dying every day
And I ain't light brown
And i-D

got me moody (I'm turnt)
I been 'bout it since the juvey (since birth)
I ain't throwin' shade, I'll throw them things
Won't throw the fade, Lil Boosie

Calling Me

Lil' Boosie

Incarcerated

2010

Pussy
Pussy
Pussy
Pussy
Pussy
Pussy
Pussy

That pussy keep calling me (calling me)
Damn! Get me in trouble
That pussy keep calling me (come here Boosie

spin
How much you pay for that booty?
What you want for that coochie?
I'ma hit it once, then fade like I'm Boosie
Rich nigga summer
All I'm fuckin' with

getters, no bullshitters
Got ten lil niggas and they all hitters
Make some buddy tell them strippers
We the big tippers
Whole clique full of stars
We the big

rocking extendos and them hundred rounds
Make me gone walk em down
I feel like Boosie shoutout Webbie gone wipe me down
Lil nigga big capping had to pipe em