Lyrics:
made the pie stretch (haan)
Devil on my heels like Lil Nas X (woo)
My country girl mad, I faded like Boosie on her
My city girl ride with the Uzi
Can't tell by the diamonds in my rings?
That's how many times I wanna cum, twenty-one
And another one, and another one
And another one, 24-karats,
Gon' soulja hate me
Da judge looked at me
And said how you doin' boosie
He called me by my nickname {ooooh}
What you think I'm stupid {bitch}
You
the raw in the trash can
Got smoked by a cop on the dash cam
Mug shot on the news, he a mad man
When all he did was hustle to run the cash in
He feedin'
its like hoa
That lil nigga boosie he ride on chrome,
That lil nigga boosie he get his shine on
Im to real for tv but now I live on tv,
aint
the Act in the Phantom
I'm too hot to hot to handle
The police hate my guts
'Cause the niggas kicking dust
They was raised by us, what the fuck
Lil Boosie bad ass and I wanna know if you a do it again baby girl, you know what I'm talkin bout,
If you a press rewind if I ain't have shit, make
cause I'm in the club throwin up G's
Dammmn shawty! That shit fucked up
Niggaz mad cause I'm hot and they ain't gettin no love
Dammmn shawty! I'm
know Lil Boosie be in yo city on yo stage
Do wat you gon' do to me
After the show I'm wit my fans givin' kisses and hugs
While you get bodyguard by
by
No policemen, no homicide, no chalk on the streets
No reason for nobody's momma to cry
See I'm a good guy, I'm tryin' to stick around for my
a murder beat
Yeah, I got a murder beef, I'm just tryna get somethin' to eat
Me and my lil' main squeeze, give a nigga a break please
Chain on Frigidaire,
shit, back, back it up
Talk, talk that shit, back, back it up
Talk, talk that shit and I back it up
Do the Boosie Boo, do the Boosie Boo
Put your
karate
The ice on lil baby from Johnny
Allergic to them, can't let none of these niggas by me
They try me I'm hurting somebody
Open up fire but bitch we
[Webbie Talking]
Boosie I swear to God Ima hurt one of these lil bitch azz niggaz in here
Trill Entertainment Young Savage nigga I'm Webbie ya heard
at my kids, baby mama never home
Serg and his boys got a problem cause I'm Boosie
Surrounded by rats so they can tell on me, crew shit
Same with
gone be testing you sure in for a lesson
That's forever session I'm blessing to be the don
By the time you get the message outta this one I'll be
this how I play it, if I ever fuck with ya, Ima fuck another girl see if you go fuck another nigga.
Y you thugging like dat.
Cuz I'm boosie badass, if
it's cool
So they hidin' all they love for you in private
I keep it too real, they fear me, I want the world to hear me
I know Lil Boosie, Tory Lanez,
Bubble
Boss
BubbleOnDeck hoe
How you mad that I'm a boss
Lil small fry
Lil pee wee
Lil pump fake
Lil dictator
Lil cornbread
Get big mad
Lil boy bye
come scoop me, I'm gon' tell the police I was roofie'd
A lil' badass I feel like Boosie, a lil' badass, feel like Boosie
The lavish life really suit me,
This real talk type shit, I swear to God
We just don't call this shit drink, you know I'm sayin'?
Lil bitch, you ridin' niggas dicks like a bitch,
God kno I'm thug so
You kno lil Boosie go and get skeet
Now God know my situation, he know what I be facin'
He know I'm so impatient when it come
Shhhh okay
Back it up
Back it up
Shawty stepped off in the club, lil mama bad as fuck
By the way she moving, got these bitches mad at her
You can pop
like Blanka on Sega Genesis
Superhero, mad that Marvel overlooked me
'Cause Spiderman and Hulk straight pussy
Bitch I'm a mothafuckin' martian
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