Lyrics:
boys flexing
Ice queen in off-white
Got her screaming all night
Popular like all might
Ice cream on a warm night
I guess
I got
All that
I wanted
line
Too many rappers getting played by labels a deal ain't even Cross my mind (I ain't lying)
Industry all fucked up wassup with all these new lil
at nite
And I'ma beat that pussy up beat that pussy up
Girl I'ma beat that pussy up until you holla that's enough
[Verse 1]
I walked outside look I'm tired
to you but she choosen on me/that’s our bae can’t be mad at me/besides one night yeah is fine with me feelin like Drake boy I might even sing/cocky 5”5 so
horn, I am not rhinoceros
Flyin' in that foreign, lookin' like a lil rocket ship
You broke and I am the opposite
I'm with a poppin' bitch, ridin'
on some Lil Boosie shit
I'm tired of your complications and your foolishness
Intimidated by the one I chose to call my wife
But when I needed you, you
lil' nigga slow it down, he out there on that fast route
Big homie flash all that money, can't even his bond his man out
Two bad bitches argin' over me,
Money, now I'm in love with my credit
By the bar with they dollars I buy a building with debit
Uh, I hit that Harlem Nights, It's goin prepare the storm
out the college
Just left Macfarland bout to head to Alberta
Bout to make a few plays bruh you know that I'll serve ya
Mood on Lil Boosie cause we
[Chorus:]
Ya'll betta not fight in this bitch.
Ya'll betta not fight in this bitch,
cause I plan on stayin' all night in this bitch [x2]
[Lil
healing how she dreaming bout me
Inside of her while I'm away from her
She said she want some spiritual healing
Yea, swear that know how Boosie be feeling
dripping so hard I told her she might drown
I give her the pipe then tell her to pipe down
When I’m all done no Boosie she wipe down
She get so high lil
Boosie Badazz
Look like we got a problem, baby baby (Lil' mama)
Time ain't on my hands (Time ain't on my hands)
Look like we got a problem (We
lil', lil', lil', lil', skrrt, skrrt
Yeah, I can't trust no one so I be on my lonely
She say I fuck around, that's why she keep ignorin' me
You tyin'
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
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,
a bum, so his girlfriend with me
And you know at late night she be stayin' out
I ain't do it on purpose, oops, my bad, I didn't mean it
That's
Bitch you know the code
I'm Boosie boo I'm a Hot Boy
No I can't be faithful hoe
That's why I want a hot girl
Never back down go, to war
Anytime a day
endeavors
Lotta times I'm second guessin' cuz I'm never second
Flat my right hand man I think he ambidextrous
Boosie shoulda fixed that shit wit' Webbie
Lil Marco, nigga. Gang
Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye
Nigga
Getting to that paper, yeah that paper make a nigga work
Got my lil shorty in the back,
movin like that, I'll leave my gun on the dresser (Ooo, ooo)
I ain't lil boosie but I like them nasty nasty (Ooo, ooo, ooo)
That thang so aggressive I
Heffey:
"I'm in the booth right now, bitch!"
Heffey: "Hmm? Huh?!"
Heffey: "They hating!"
Juice: "Lil bitch!"
Run up them bands
Count up that cash
Run
the mud, I wasn't given shit
Catch a nigga rollin, nigga ain't no sixty
Nine milli's in this ghost glock, can't tell that's for the snitches
Lil shawty five
Decades, meet me at Heaven's Gates
7th Ward by the lake 'til my death
He'll come off of your drunken stupor from Bourbon Street, Saturday night!
Get up
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