Lyrics:
lil son, Aight, send that boy
Aight, send that boy, That my son
I son that boy
Yeah, that's my lil son, I son that boy
Don't play with my lil son, That
than Niagara Falls
Turned-up sex appeal, she don't wear no draws
I like girls who like girls, that attract Boosie
Now I'm playin' table tennis wit'
than Niagara Falls
Turned-up sex appeal, she don't wear no draws
I like girls who like girls, that attract Boosie
Now I'm playin' table tennis wit'
play about that paper
They know I don't play about that paper
They know I don't play about that paper
They know I don't play about that paper
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
titties, lil' waist (mwah)
Body-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody
Ody-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody
Look at how I bodied that, ate it up and gave it back (ugh)
mean, come on now, you know my fuckin' name, let's get it
Now she's a very freaky girl (yeah)
Don't bring her to mamma (yeah)
First you get her name
said
I'd rather be famous instead
I let all that get to my head
I don't care, I paint the town red
Mm, she the devil
She a bad lil' bitch, she
the riverside
Let's get together what a treat
Down by the riverside, down by the riverside
Strike up the band, start the parade
Don't let that grand old
world got comin'
Its hard to live by the rules when your lil girl got nothin, you strugglin'
He facin' life and 40 years, bein' lawyer to his peers,
down by Frairs
Point
I got a pretty little thing, she's livin' down on
Friars Fairs town
Now you know the reason I carry that 32-20, man, I
Don't
every city, every town everywhere I go)
You better believe it (that's if you didn't know)
You better believe it
Ladies and gentlemen, it's Boosie Boo
Let's get together what a treat
Down by the riverside, down by the riverside
Strike up the band, start the parade
Don't let that grand old rhythm fade
it's cool
So they hidin' all they love for you in private
I keep it too real, they fear me, I want the world to hear me
I know Lil Boosie, Tory Lanez,
[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
Lil Shorty a trip she dope
I drive the whip while she drives the boat
I hit a lick I put her on
She ran it up so now she has her on
I knew that
a Pocky, I put that all behind me
'Cause they get so inspired, she show up when she tired
She don't care if you famous, don't play or you get fired
Her
bought all the sodas at the gas station
I just put a famous bitch in rotation
I just put that famous bitch in rotation
I just put lil' shawty
for a lil' cutie
I had a skin fade like Lil Boosie
And then I went and give lil' mama the lil' uzi
'Cause you got a body shape that I can't forget
to God, I just play with pussy, I don't play with boys (baow, baow)
You come 'round by my gang, we gon' let them bullets fly (yeah)
I been sippin'
the shmoney dance on this dick
If I'm not getting money then I'm 'bout to hit a lick
Hit a lil' boof he gon' bless me for the zip
Lil' Boosie wipe me down,
'Cause I don't write shit, 'cause I ain't got time
'Cause my seconds, minutes, hours go to the almighty dollar
And the almighty power of that
fuckin losin
Errthang too exclusive
Set it off he thought his name was Juvie
Think his name lil boosie yea aye
Don't know how far I came and what I done
Jeru The Damaja can damage you, I'll handle ya'
Two girls on my bike, one on the back, one on the handle bars
Ferrari F-130 so I call that bitch,
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