Lyrics:
lil bae)
Aye lil bae, aye lil bae I'm not gone play today
Watch what you say, well I say I need another bae
No more talking in this whip I'm bout
('cause no one told me)
Deontay Wilder lost his first fight
He got beat up by Tyson, I ain't talkin' 'bout Mike
Oh, the Tyson that he got beat up by was
Man I just gotta hit a lick
Would rob my plug but she pretty as a bitch
Hit her with this dick, watch her bless me for the zips
Lil Boosie, wipe me
like Lil' Boosie
She gave me that brain and
Threw me that coochie
I throw a lil' money, she shakin' her booty
I wearin' all Prada, she wearin' the Coogi
it cost don’t mess wit no rookie”
9 times outta 10 I want ‘em black like Lil Boosie.
This cookie wet wet water fall like a jacuzzi.
He eat fast
times outta 10 I want ‘em black like Lil Boosie.
This pu**y dripping wet water fall like a jacuzzi.
He lick a** and tell lies I call em Stewie
I ride
know I know
I feel like can't nobody fuck with me
God got my back so
Lil Boosie keep his mind at ease
And God kno I kno
That somebody gon hate on me
But
'cause family calling me crying
'Bout lil shit, like bills and dollar signs
Fuck around, say I ain't got it, they say I'm lying
Plus I got to take care
already ripped them
My brother Boosie done flipped them
We got high like a missile
And we be clean like whistle
I lay dat dick a winner
Just ask my girls
and linguine (Phew)
My luggage Gucci, I'm G ain't no Fendi (Gucci)
Head nigga like Boosie, bitch by the Trina
The coupe is red and ruby (red)
Somewhere
shakin in my draws
wonderin is dat a sign of a call from the big dawg
REPEAT COURSE
VERSE 3 BOOSIE:
My next dream i was on a island playin wit my lil
[Chorus]
God know I know
I feel like can't nobody f**k with me
God got my back so
Lil boosie keep his mind at ease
And god know I know
That somebody
dawg?
We supposed to be like kin
My lil nigga
We come up together from out the trenches
Ain't no problem dats too big
Dat if we sit, dat we can't fix
My
On my soul it b some baaaaaad
fine women chasin dat bag bru (on god)
I’m tawkn bout 36 24 28
Gooooddd daaammmnnn
Walked in da club all eyes on me
was gon' pull it up now, did cha?
Besides, dat's my lil' hommie pullin' dat trigga
I hit the mall by my self, the hood by my self
When I'm in L.A. I
lil dummy (lil dummy)
If ain’t talking bout money you ain’t talking bout’ nothing (talking bout’ nothing)
Ya ass might as well be mumbling yea (might
make dat lil boy tap dance
Dat lil bitch bussin it down yeah she give me a lap dance
Why da fuck dat nigga talkin dat shit in dat caption?
Ima go take
Miss Miss Miss Money Boosie badazz Miss Money boosie Badazz lets get it boy
nah them aint my negas them aint my a ones them aint them played in
a cell, but I'm home now
I done made it through the struggle
Now I'm goin' viral
Lil' homie on his dick
He 'bout to go en route
He just tinted up
but somehow I got by.
Creflo prayed, Mike Vick payed,
Bobby Brown strayed, Whitney lost weight.
Kimbo Slice on da pad when I write,
Dat may why
Get hit wit dese hollow tips
Dat XD won't stop shit
I shoot just to drop shit
Pull up just to drop dick
She want pick and choose me
Dat lil hoe
ause she gon' do it like a favor
She gon' do it big and give dat dick law
She gon' suck peanut butter through a lil-ass straw
And they hatin' over her,
stop,
Rest in peace boo I owe u a lot,
Got my phone called Boosie, say let's go to the top,
So my lil' dog doin' 5, I'm a hold him a spot,
40
peeped the way you actin you don't see to many commas
Bae I ain't playin throw the neck and I ain't talkin bout no llamas
Aye ain't no chatting on the net
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