Lyrics:
, way up, way up
Summer comin' better save up
Going up like elevators
I'm so way up, way up, way up, way up
That indirect shit never get by us
on like Trukfit
I know Lil Wayne, I know Lil Reese
I know Lil Herb, I know Lil Keef
I know Lil Boosie, that nigga free like this ass whooping
Come fuck with
ask why? Why cry
Man up, chump, worryin is for the weak
You could hold your own or get left for dead in the street
We, we don't give a fuck about
clique
Set up by a dark skin bitch, she was dumb thick
Gucci Mane keep pulling up in darkly painted cars
Dropped the top on your bitch, now she looking
lil boosie
Gotta burn the whole shi down
Need a baddie to hold me down
Uh we gon turn yo city to a ghost town
We don't send em up, we send em down
Yea
it was powder gettin' mixed
I was walkin' to the Coney, me and lil' brodie
Can't let you get up on me, you know I got that bitch on me
I was broke,
they can't come up with me, so they call me Boosie
Huh? So they call me Boosie
Niggas said they want the fuckin' smoke, I gotta keep that toolie
Huh? I
why
[x4]
Hold up wait a second,
let me think for a second
[Lil' Boosie:]
Red Bandana, Red Lexus
Top notch nigga hoes call me black & sexy
Top notch
tell her I just wanna be friends,
(Boosie Badczz)
Hold up.... There she goes calling again.
(Verse 2: Boosie Badczz)
Yea, this for lil Tweety,
cct
had my share of beautiful women
And I'm talkin' beautiful inside and out
But those women, I can't seem to do right by, you know
'Cause most times I
Bread Gang got the shit by the loaf (Boyz)
Nothin' but real niggas, couple hittas and dope boys in this loop (them Loafs)
Pull up, SF90 coupe, I'm
Ay fuck cancer, shout out to Boosie (real spit)
I fuck your main bitch, I gave her cooties (slime season)
Let's get it (hey)
Get it, all my
ain’t stop nothing nigga
It’s like jail was third base and my lil’ nigga still came home, ya understand
I’m from the hood where bitches hold coke in they
at ease
God know I know
That somebody gon' hate on me
But God know I'm thug so
You know lil' Boosie gon' and get skeet
Now God know my situation
He
out here gettin' rich
You ain't the only one that got young niggas
You can go pay to do dumb shit, Toni
Hold up (hold up, rollup, brrap)
Tell 'em
You gotta hold me down x6
Chorus x2
How deep (tell me)
How deep (tell me)
How deep is your love
How deep (how deep)
How deep (how deep)
How
at ease
God know I know
That somebody gon' hate on me
But God know I'm thug so
You know lil' Boosie gon' and get skeet
Now God know my situation
He
Trill Entertainment nigga mic check, Webbie and Boosie
Ya heard me, this how its goin down nigga, check it out
Back up bitch, back up bitch, back
Now your bitch all on me
Lil' nigga I'm sorry
I said hold up, back back
Told that girl get off me
I swear that I'm ballin'
All this money fallin'
birdies, ooh
A young nigga up like it's early
And I'm straight on all them lil' hoes, used to curve me, ooh
I am perfection, I am a walking erection
I'm
a hurry
I turn on that Boosie and Webbie now picture me swerving
Flipping through the hundreds smoking cookies
If you find a fifty bitch Im pussy
Drum hold
in every hood (whoo) dats what they like
Dey like lil boosie spit dat real shit
Dats what they like
[Chorus:]
Girl u like dat huh dats what they like
tell her, "Hold up"
Baby eat my dick up way too fast, I tell her, "Slow up"
Push it in her throat, so I can't help it if she throw up
Act like you
back on my ride
All I wanna do is wake up with a bad shawty by my side
Shh Shh I don't wanna hear it
Shh Shh I do what I want
Shh Shh I don't wanna hear
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