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flippin' Runnin' up them digits, fuck them dumb lil
bitches I was trappin', crabs by day and cake at night
Cook up steak and rice, play might lose your life

lil buddie taxing 
Oe he sound sweet I'mma rob him the middleman 

Cartier frames I got a focus
Stacks on my front seat Fuck that broke shit
I ant worry

to know bout me that creativity won’t crash
When we recording that track, you know Bacardi by the glass
Contraband be in the stash, Oh lil mama got some ass

was au genius, now they wanna, trytocallemcrazy, 
•I was in New York when I met sway, my nigga Boosie had to do interview, I got my shades on wit my 4

on that Snoop shit, Gin got me woozy
Got me feelin' sorry for my nigga Lil' Boosie
Turn up the fuckin’ radio, bang a lil' Gucci
Get high as a hummingbird

through it all tell everybody dat I’m fine
People steady calling me but I just press decline
Go get a real bitch by yo side you gotta have a dime
Blue strip

a strap
By clapping at me
And I'll bust back
Shake dat booty gurl
Bounce dat booty gurl
Don't be no boring chick
Roll dat booty gurl
Shake dat booty gurl

yeh she like when i pull her hair
Simon said wat u gon do so i told dat hoe to stand right thea
I dont play no games lil bitch nah dis is not da fair

I make beats make you lean and bop your head back
All in good time keep it 90 with a slap back
No Snapbacks got baseball caps for days
I'm blocking

I'll do it by myself ion need no assist
Every nigga on my team gone be real rich
I got hustle ambitions cause Ian have shit
They think they know me

That's my lil kunoichi
Tsukuyomi
I got your bitch in another realm
She feeling on me
I slap her ass and I pull her hair
Tsukuyomi
I got your bitch in

That money so fragrant
Get the fuck out my face bitch
You can tell by my cadence
Only here for the payment
Out da blue like I'm Jason
Keep dat bread in

St. Louis Blues

Bessie Smith

Ladies Sing the Blues [Video]

1992

today, 
Feel tomorrow like I feel today, 
I'll pack my trunk, make ma git away.

Saint Louis woman wid her diamon' rings 
Pulls dat man 'roun' by her

inhale it, boy, you never get your soul back, once you sell it, you

Can never get your soul back, and I can't love you, lil bitch, cause my soul black

lil' bitch I hit a week ago
' keep talkin' bout your she miss me She felt the 30 through my pants
I told her, fye right by my jimmy,yeah
Twin dropped

No reconciliation
Fuck all of my opps personal
Just chopped the crop get pulled by cops I'll tell 'em it personal
And I was tryna off white before I

shit is no pad or no pin
1 2 3 count my racks to 10 & me & Smxxsh goin in
And we got the power we hated by many men
Yea
I did dat boy down bad, he wasn't

Dogghouse in Your Mouth

Mix Master Spade

Duces n' Trays: The Old Fashioned Way

2001

whippin' wit the glock
Lil' Goldie Loc about to set up shop
These motherfuckers don't like me anyway
Shit, I ain't got nothing to say, wit no time to play

I wanna see you take it off.
Take it off,Take it off
Take it off,Take it off
Go head show me dat candy babe,
Show me dat candy, 
Take it off,Take it

[Talkin']
Boosie boo!! Boosie boo, nigga!!
And I be like the best nigga at this shit right now, word for word,
life story for life story, mane I

Keep It Real

Z-Ro

Melting the Crown

2015

S.U.C., I eat wit DJ Michael Watts
I don't wanna be in a rap group, I'd rather do me alone
Everybody so surely, I'm so glad that boy Lil Boosie is home

I

Happy holidays
Let me come here and talk to you
I gotta stop sayin' I'm not doin' this shit no more knowin' I'm cappin'
(Great John on the beat by

ass clap I get geeked like a nerd 
I got dat perc dick lil bitch what's the word
Bring ha to the telly tell em do not disturb 
She eat dat thang up like

G'd Up

Snoop Dogg

G'd Up

1999

guard the spot
Bangas snatch chains in the parkin lot
Don't matta there still be fine ho's to gatha
Pick about the thickest bitch and I gots to hav ha