Lyrics:
ball they gone love me But had no faith in me
Devils get up off me, Devil get up off me, got me feeling like Lil Boosie
Feeling like boosie, swear
I'm throwed and I'm cold
Man, I mix the new with the old, come on
Snap ya fingers, do ya step
You can do it all by yo' self
Let me see you do it,
You can't catch him, you can't stop him
I go by them goon rules
If you can't beat 'em then you pop 'em
You can't man 'em then you mop 'em
You can't
[Usher]
It's gon' be along night (drop)
Your-sher baby! (Oh oh) (yeah)
Yeah man! (Oh oh)
This is a J-Lac track man!
(Oh oh)
(Oh oh)
Piece by piece, this puzzle comes together
Sever your ties with the bad guys, let the lies go
If you wanna be a hoe, go 'head and don't be scared
grew up
Ya'll lil niggas say alot but u gone do wat
Yea
C we gone do us we gone do us x2
Young Money MothaFUKKAZ uh oh uh oh uh oh
ITz da Drought Boy x3
was rich by the third
Turned a 6 to a 30
Fuck ya bitch, you a birdie
You get hit with the swerve
You get with the SKRT SKRT
Talk to the hand
Bitch
Let do it
Money man
Go get your money man, go get that
Go for that shit now, go get your money man
Mike Will Made-it bitch
Ounces in my
Threw up pitchforks we all stick together
My criminal underbelly, is big like Rick Ross
I feel like Boosie I'm the man that's the boss uh
Nigga's want
jungle
Ain't no killing me there
I put my hustle with my grind turnt that shit to some paper
I need lil Boosie on this bitch
I'm tryna see why they hating
on this
Kush till it taste like air i drink I smoke
Can ya can ya get me high
Im feeling like im floating
Through the friendly skies
Babay baby can ya fix
the worst, now they won't come around
Yeah, moving by the pound, going in and out of town
Yeah, I feel like Lil' Boosie, told that bitch to wipe me down
I
to do ya
With backdoor right behind me, he gon' pop out with that Uzi
2006, that set it off on 8, I feel like Boosie
Steady clutchin' on this Glock
dropped out and became the man (Lil Boat)
He brought out the pots and the pans (yeah)
Simply, I had a plan (Lil Boat)
Hunnit round, hunnit thou',
feat. Lil Zane, Montell Jordan
Intro [T-Bone (Lil Zane)]
Ahh, for shiggity
Mr. Boney Bone Corleone, Lil Zane
And the one and only busta
Let do it
Money man
Go get your money man, go get that
Go for that shit now, go get your money man
Mike Will Made-it bitch
Ounces in my
all of the people know my name
It's ya big homie Snoopy, just tell 'em you with me
I got a partner in Nigeria, man he got the heaters
Trade you
of ya
A wise man told me that silence never betrayed him
Keep your mouth shut 'cause niggas got ultimatums (yeah)
Stupid situations the tongue often
ready for that (Statik)
Detroit vs. Everybody
Uh, I took a bite out the rotten apple by the poison tree
All these females need to email to make noise
Wonder why I don't consider them no competition
There's no vision, lil' ambition
How I feel about these niggas, and my word, are ya kidding?
[Chorus]
holy water in the mist
I thought I heard a dead man but that's just my sixth sense
Money bags on ya brim for the cap you done shipped
Look
If they after
truant
By music, I've been influenced
Supply a vibe that's the truest
From Houston, so had to screw it
Checks over strips like Just Do It
I just hit a lick
Verse 1:
Just the type of man that can lace the crowd
Which ya hands on ya [BLANK] or you could raise them proud
I bust shots off
Put my hands on my
7 gram hustlas
Type to bust an O down wit ya man, hustlas
I hold bank dough, dough 6-5-4
While you ho talk that, look for a walk dough
Petty crime
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