Lyrics:
attorney, go ahead and free Lil Boosie (Boosie)
B.I.G was alive, everybody need some juicy (right)
Tell me the difference between Suge and Puff
While you
chill
But fuck it I'm a tell em how a gansta fill
I seek the industry fake, cause ain't no ganstas in it
But every motherfucker wanna play that gangsta
fake stunts
My crown won't fit on your bum ass lace fronts (uh)
You bitches catchin' a fade, shout out my nigga Lil Boosie
All of your friends'll be
out my nigga Lil Boosie
All of your friends'll be dead, you can get hit with that Uzi
I call him Ricky, he say he love me like Lucy
Get you a straw
Got two yellow bitches come chill in my crib
She keep talking 'bout lime green, no
Lil' bitch this is slime green, yeah
Lil' slime Vert bitch,
get loose, I'm like a goose, bitch
Grew up off Lil Boosie music
That means I get real stupid, please don't make me lose it
I'm tryin' to wild out till I
Like a 2-piece
Put it in her raw
Then tell her oopsy
Put it in her raw
Like I'm lil boosie
Finna shoot the club up
Wit the uzi
Hit it from the back
tired, ain't get-, yeah
It's Boosie, bitch, I go stupid, bitch
And I hope you niggas ain't tired (let's go, nigga)
Steppin' out with that shit on,
chill
But fuck it I'm a tell em how a gansta fill
I seek the industry fake, cause ain't no ganstas in it
But every motherfucker wanna play that gangsta
[Chorus]
This is the way I live
Lil' Boy still pushin' big wheels
I stack my money, lay low, and chill
Don't need to work hard that's the way I
seconds
Tell them boys to try pursue me
Comin' back like Lil Boosie
I'm workin' at the game like it my duty
TV motherfuckers don't know what they doin'
work
Got my lil shorty in the back, yea the paper make her twerk
I'm just out here stepping with my fist
These motherfuckers weapons
Hit a nigga chest
Fah, fah, fah fah, fah, fah, woah
We finna shoot out the
Ayy, we finna shoot out the roof
Bad lil' bitch, she gon' do what it do
(Rio) this choppa
like it's a demon
Curt McGirt, hop out, the whip the cleanest
I can tell by my auntie's face
She really need it neighbors used to call me
A lil' dirty
pissed.
imahh' thuqq this thanqq out im nevahh' qone chill
shit. Say Boosie all duh' niqqah's det been threw it
qone feel this. Niqqah' wannah' do it lets
home
Throw a steak on the grill, put the drink on chill (chill)
This a muthafuckin' barbecue, for real (real)
All these days already gone by (gone
me, yeah, top notch
Titties out, hair blowin' in the droptop
Five hundred rounds through that
Chop got it hot, hot
Broke bitch said
"Can we chill?" I
ain't around
Chill by my self when I'm broke
That's just the shit that I'm on
Figure it out get back on
Chill by my self when I'm broke
That's just
baby
Yeah I'm a badazz, but no I ain't boosie baby
In my plies voice, trying to make u out my new lil baby
Steady sipping on Dusse' looking stupid crazy
we could jump 'em and check em, by sprayin' techs at these fools
Make it to trial, you don't win, indirectly you lose
You bad, makin' that move, your
Woahhhh
Woah woah
Woah
Woah
Woah woah
Yeah
Selam this GO
Shake that ass lil mama
It's raining cash now
Got her on chan(n)el 5
Weather man how
Shawty
Don't do love, I just get distant I'm big strike gang , them niggas bitch
They said, lil' bro was tryna catch a brain hopped out broad today trim
Like,
peel out peel out
Fuck out my way lil bih
Head top getting hot
Need to chill out need to cool out ima burn up in the box
Eating sushi wit the chops
Cop
stay wet all the time
One of the best to ever ride me
Lemme get a car and drive it
Everytime she see Lil Boosie she smilin'
[CHORUS x2:]
Wish
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