Lyrics:
on it, get down on it
How you gonna do it if you really don't wanna dance
By standing on the wall?
(Get your back up off the wall)
Tell me
How you
everyone just how much you love me?
Get your booty, get your booty over here, hey
Look, I know you gotta see your girls
Gotta show a lil' face, gotta
Houston
It's badder than boosie
Ay, it's lit, my wrist
My bitch, okay it's ice
This shit is lit, is lit
Okay my bitch, my wrist is ice
This shit OK
a lil nigga, but I'm a big tipper
'Cause it ain't nothin' to me, but you gotta work for it
Grind, grindin' on that wood, you got a surfboard
I got
with it
Get right ho, roll a dice ho
And you ain't gotta be a dike 'cause you like hoes
But everyday I step behind a wall
I do it big, ride fly, stunt,
Boosie
She said, "You murk 'em, I show you my coochie"
I had to sing to this bitch like lil' Toosie (woo)
Yeah, yeah (woo)
Yeah, yeah (ski)
Yeah,
telling me how we 'bout to win
You one hold trying to get conferenced in
I just, I just gotta have it
Imagine and make it happen I prayed about it then
nigga looking mad, they just gotta deal with it
Get right ho, roll a dice ho
And you ain't gotta be a dike 'cause you like hoes
But everyday I step
the function
Back up
Cause i'm gonna get to punching
Fist to your face
Nose busted
It's gonna be a problem if you calling up your cousin
He get smacked with
two, three, four
Get your woman on the floor
Gotta, gotta get up to get down
Gotta, gotta get up to get down
What up, everybody, so glad you're
all red like my brake lights
In the kitchen on the stove
Tryna get my cake right
I work late nights, graveyard shift
Nigga gotta keep it trill
I’m
Oh
Wait (wait)
I know you gotta a lotta shit you'd like to say (to say, to say)
Slow down, think you gettin' lil' carried away
You're too
ho's
Boosie Estates, my own land
That's like 16 mo'
Jewelhouse, my own clothes
I don't need no store
My lil' girls love me to death
I don't need no
two, three, four
Get your woman on the floor
Gotta, gotta get up to get down
Gotta, gotta get up to get down
What up, everybody, so glad you're
that shit up, moving stickin'
By my money need my chicken, get your nigga out his pension
Shit is wicked, bitch, I need it
I can't fuck with bottom
those curves
You and me, we gotta soak it in
Keep it plankin' like this party's gonna never end
'Cause you only get so much lighting in the bottle
Only
and not your girl's age
It gets worse by the annual my career's like a how to manual
So I guess it's understandable man
Oh you gotta love it, you gotta
One lil, two lil, three lil G's
Hangin' on the dope spot slangin' they keys
Four lil, five lil, six lil cops
Leanin' in the cut, 'bout to get popped
' bruh
But you'll be alright lil' bruh
At times I know life can seem miserable
But lil' bruh you got a lot of more living to do
You gotta go get it
to it
Gonna go through it
Gotta get with it
It's OK to get out there and Have some fun
By yourself maybe Or else with a special one.
Good or bad
Boosie Badazz
Rozay, I know about that nickel rock
In the match box I saw my first nickel rock
Cash city, nigga with his first nickel spot
Rest in
Boosie Badazz
Rozay, I know about that nickel rock
In the match box I saw my first nickel rock
Cash city, nigga with his first nickel spot
Rest in
Appreciates all the love I give
Boy, I gotta shake it off
Gotta do what's best for me
Baby and that means I gotta
Shake you off
By the time you get this
a Wagen in the driveway, you know I did
When I shoot my shot it's the Kawhi way, it's goin' in
Me and lil' Sicko sittin' sideways, breakin' tens
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