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Lil Twist or Tunechi (Yeah)
She wanna get paid for the pussy, ask Boosie (Bitch)
"Baby I’m blowin' crud, I'ma have to call you later"
She was gettin'

Back Up

Webbie

Savage Life

2005

Trill Entertainment nigga mic check, Webbie and Boosie
Ya heard me, this how its goin down nigga, check it out
Back up bitch, back up bitch, back

the movie 
It takes five of the average Nigga just to try to move me What are you trying to prove be 
Woop ya ass black like your name lil Boosie

I'm trying

shed a tear
Thinking bout all my niggas gone man I wish you was here
It seem like everybody show love but it don't be sincere
Wont let it interfere

They

the socket matchin' my Foamposite
You's a nobody, she goin', she fuck with everybody (go)
Lil' 'Crest boys in the hood, wanna see a dead body?
Four pockets

love, huh
I'm sorry
I'm sorry
I'm sorry, my nigga
Lil Boosie
I didn't know what was wrong with that Boosie shit
Oh, the joke came from this, man
I got

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

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

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

No hook for this beat
In the kitchen I'm cooking everybody else sleep
SWV with the game got em' weak
Go for the top
But that still ain't the peak

die
Ain't no love when you switch
Cross me once then
Thats it loyalty i wear that
Like long johns in the winter
Still ain't buying faces
You ain't gotta

a blunt got me faded like Boosie
Different color stones in the ring got me moody
Lit up like a light show now everybody staring
Keep a Tommy gun because I

The Window, Boosie Pass Me That Indo
I Told Her Slow Down Lil Mama Look Cause We Ain't Ken Folk
They Be On A Nigga, Yeah They Want A Nigga,
They Gone Take Lil

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

mutha'fuckinq
memories...Real shit i'll Never foe'qet

verse 1: ( BOOSiE)
I'm from a family tree of hardheads,
hot dicks && hot cats..yah' add that up && thats

lil trey
Suppress ya appetite we taking ya lil' tray
Love my handgun but my chopper still the shit
Banned in 1994 but I'm to legit to quit
1996 kilos

made by Gucci
She bad just like Riri
Might fuck her to some Lucci
Say she from the other side
Grew up on that Boosie
Let her hold my strap cause she

it
Brown liquor in my cup now I'm faded
Couple more hits of the 1882
In my emeralds, barely laced up
Maybe slip a lil bit, on the way up
Plug hit me

Minute Maid peach on the rocks in my red cup
Pour a lil liquor in my drank ima turn up
She ain't talking money or no head ima dead her
Text my phone

off
Niggas wanna talk about they Hop Out
But they not familiar
Piss me off
Bitch I'll set it off
Just call me Lil' Boosie
My shooter love them upside

on fire and these Rappers Need Ambulance
Choking on Loud nine clouds I Been the man
Get ah quarter eighth fee you can Still get it by the gram
Murcielago

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

point
All the homies gone rush him
I'mma lil nigga I don't fight nigga I'm in there bustin
That's the end of discussion
Uh, nigga fuckin' nigga we can

And it's so many people rapping right now
I love it, I love, I love, it's just a lot
Though it's, it is literally like too much
You know? It's a lot