Lyrics:
shit (gimme that)
Pull up we lay the shit down
And know we ain't basic, bitch
Pull in your hood with them rounds
My wrist is on a 10, I'm in that
Another drink
Another round for ya
Buy you diamond thing
Cash out on diamond thing that's round for ya
Way you throw that thing
Buy a mound for ya
â??cross your face so deep that you'll never talk back
[Repeat CHORUS]
[Missy talking - Verse Four]
Why you up in my business
Find
Livin, my brain where the tomb at
Up in the sky with a blue past
Blues, where the clue at
New where the move at
Huffin up a glue cap
You know he killed
No fly zone so you better reroute 'em
Charged up I take the battery out 'em
Set 'em on fire and gasoline douse 'em
I put a bag on yo head that's
his bitches
Get the lo see if i hit him
We got the run down on his mama
See if she buy em out the drama
I gone pull up spray this choppa
Have em singing
when they tryna get a buck or when linking up, if you don't like none my shit when I'm round don't act like it bump
If you with me you with me forever
Shawty with the bad move
Na you alone go fit to light mood
Balling on the beat
Chorus
Girl back it down
Twist up and wine me love the way your
poppin now (Poppin' now)
I'm Lil Boosie wipe me down (Wipe me down)
Give a fuck bout what they talking bout (Talking bout)
My auntie stay by Waffle House
oo my happy
You're the one I will keep on loving you
Number in a rumble
Bad girl I go take you round the whole
#VERSE
All the things wey you do
at the bar uptown
Take another hit and buy me another round
Drink enough until we drown
Drown in our feelings, reeling, upside down I'm on the ceiling
Meet me
this one for my thugs
Hey yo, niggas want to drive by the hood and dump
Come on stupid, I clap up from your hood to the trunk
Foot on the floor,
of a mix
Rollin' up kush while they suckin' my dick
On my chain is a tag team
All my niggas gettin' money
You can get tied, then tagged then me and your
of a mix
Rollin' up kush while they suckin' my dick
On my chain is a tag team
All my niggas gettin' money
You can get tied, then tagged then me and your
the line, they somethin' wicked
You on a roll then pay yo' dues, then buy a ticket
Gather your cheddar 'round this world, there's nothin' better
But keep it
shit can get wicked
All my rounds they ready to risk it
I done mastered this P to no limit
Ain't no limit
Went from rags to riches
Aye
Yea I was down bad
Especially polices, diseases Increasing by the season keep a condom when you freaking on the weekends cuz H.I.V. And herpes is out the get niggas
Verse 3:
grieving
Your meal is made and it's time to chill
You buy the black Mercedes Benz with the gold to the grill
Cruisin' up the ave while your friends get
to frost me up
See these gangstas pimps and thugs make the world go round (gangstas, pimps and thugs)
Ride for uptown and till they lay you down
Birdman
playing no games, just playing with techs
You come round the way just say where you rep; Cuz you gone get checked that’s no disrespect
We live by a code,
the one who wants me to be an idiot
kill everything with Cililish '
anyday (anyday) × 3
by the way nikka please
everyone has enemies
(VERSE 2: TEEDO FRESH
for It
And bItch you thInk I'm bluffIng
I aIn't talkIng for nothIng
I'll buy a new dIrty strap It aIn't nothIn to me
Buy a hundred round drum my
them wheatfields, , down in them mines or pushin them windshields
Haulin round the country makin honest pay, get the job done we'll be on our way
Verse
liked her a lot but her mouth I loved
right to left, up and down, front to back
turn around, head down, I want to hit it from the back.
Chorus 2x
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