Lyrics:
He met Marmalade down in old Moulin Rouge
Struttin' her stuff on the street
She said, "Hello, hey Joe, you wanna give it a go?"
Oh, uh-huh
please
Just got served by little niggas on the 10-speed
12 years old, got bumps they can't keep
A straight killer, a fool, a lil' ass gee
God
(man)
Blood stains, white sheets
Another smoked teen
Shot him down like he was grown
He was fourteen
Agents gave BG lil doogy fourteen
I just lost my
He met Marmalade down in old Moulin Rouge
Struttin' her stuff on the street
She said, "Hello, hey Joe, you wanna give it a go?"
Oh, uh-huh
In the place to be
DJ Jazzy Jeff and yours truly the Fresh Prince
Ay Jeff, do me a favor, give em just a lil touch of the bass
Not a lot, just a lil
Lil Boosie bad azz, trill entertainment, yung savage,
From the streetz to da beatz baby
Bend over lemme see whutchu workin wid fa real look
Ay
the crib; fake beard and coat
These boys funny, so goofy
No 50's; Lil' Boosie
Big choppa, Lil' Uzi
I'm raging, y'all love it
Still billing jays with Jayy in
Get your motherfuckin' glass, 'cause it's a blast from the past
You didn't think would touch it two times, nigga
Gin and Juice up in this bitch,
nigga
I do it big nigga
I do it big nigga
I do it big
Lil Boosie do it big boy
Feel this here, check this out
Look
I smoke, I drank, I tote
In the midst of the party they bump hits by JD
The B.R.A.T., we the element
And you irrelevant
Get down off this shit
[JD]
I don't pay attention
think he a bully Switch on the glock change that bitch to a fully Ay im a lil boosie you thinkin you Nussie Shoot this bitch up aint no tryin me pussy
with morphine
I heal niggas, touch down with more fiends
I kill niggas, audio crack, khakis to meal ticket
Cardio lap, was running for dear life but
just wanna wipe me down
She just screamin pipe me now
I just told her bitch mmmmm you betta wipe me down
Bitch i feel like lil boosie
That bitch had
music, ayyyee
Ridin' around with that tollie, aye
My shit slappin' like it's Boosie, aye
My bitch say she love the way I get, when I ride around
My brotha
till I win
Yeah, they took Boosie, so you know we got spent
They get a ply, yeah, we spend again and again
When a nigga get the check by the man, all
Girl you looking real good with your hater blockers on,
Man that lil thang round swear I ain’t gon hit it wrong,
Idk how you get down in yo city where
[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
down
I just did it by myself don't need no handouts
I just feel like Boosie when lil shawty come and wipe me down
She said I'm amazing
Hold her body man
on Highland
Boosie had a black Monte Carlo and a 'Burban
I was in a grey Monte Carlo and a Tahoe
He was doing shows, bad hoes up in Talo's
I was speaking
gone end
Till the world is over, I still have yet to be sober
Foos just straight showing no love
Damn make a bitch go down do a toe touch
Run it up lil
on that Snoop shit, Gin got me woozy
Got me feelin' sorry for my nigga Lil' Boosie
Turn up the fuckin’ radio, bang a lil' Gucci
Get high as a hummingbird
a long time waiting
Look ma I learned patience
All these trials I'm facing
But I'm down to die by my nation so
Even if you kill my guys
And try to fill my
going on
And that yac going on, soon as a nigga touch down, back from touring
It's whatever, put that on the cheddar, man
But in the meantime, it's
keys
I took lil' mama then went down to Greece
Young nigga 'round me, slimey and greasy
I bought her diamonds and she keep it a secret
Knock your
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