Lyrics:
song!)
(I'm bout to show you)
You done caught yourself a Little L dog
(Man nobody knows you)
You heard of Lil Durk? Nigga, hell nah!
say florida girls by neechiebeatz that's her favorite rap song
Babygirl bad like that one girl from bring it on
When I play that webbie and boosie lil
Boosie Talking
All wrong ain't wrong when you
Get it out tha mudd
Tha mudd
Movin' packs up out my Granny house
Tha mudd
Every pack, I'm tryna
I'm gonna take my time (time)
She gon' get hers before I
I'm gonna take it slow
I'm not gonna rush the stroke
If you don't know by now
Doggy Dogg
to lil' niggas
I'm a boss nigga
This lifestyle that I'm living
Yeah, it cost, nigga
We robbing all the rappers if I take a loss
Nigga these niggas pillow
she want when we screwin'
I'm on point, I know what I'm doin'
Way too smart to act like I'm stupid
I get my advice from Mike Rubin
I'm not by
with dat fake ass shit
I don't have time been worried bout another nigga neva
been part of my grind "Boosie u think u all dat,
Bullshit! No u think I'm
Deuce ain't never comin' back, my nigga
So you better go hard every time you jump on wax, my nigga
Fuck what they talkin' 'bout, your shit is where it's
don't need a big feature or a new sidekick
I don't need a new fan 'cause my boo like it
I don't need to wear a wig to make you like it
I'm a two-time
poppin now (Poppin' now)
I'm Lil Boosie wipe me down (Wipe me down)
Give a fuck bout what they talking bout (Talking bout)
My auntie stay by Waffle House
young and dumb
Its never muted, in fact it's much louder where I'm from
We know a lot 'bout each other, her mother was a crack addict
She live with her
Let me see how I sound
In my, uh
Girl, let me put you in
Some Gucci Louis
Fade to my crib like i'm
Boosie
Girl, say your words,
Don't talk
I'm a crumpled up piece of paper lying here
'Cause I remember it all, all, all too well
Time won't fly, it's like I'm paralyzed by it
I'd like
Why you all in my face, you
Ain't even in my circle dawg
You ain't even in the loop
I'ma wild out till I'm through
How 'bout it
How 'bout we hit
Time is runnin', it's numbin'
(Time is runnin', it's numbin')
Are they really responding?
(Can they hit me up?)
I wanna know if I go and do
A lil
Boosie Badazz
Real shit
Since I was a lil' nigga, this dude was my homie
Cops on the corner, he the one who will warn me
Never showed the lead,
And I'll serve ya
See Lil Boosie from that South Side (That South Side!)
In they mouth got bout five
Got them Tees with dem Ree's wit dem black
the way)
I'm the only way
We can fornicate
Ah, pimping and posing
Look what I drove in, ah
Having these hoes and I know that I'm chosen, ah
I live by
lil trey
Suppress ya appetite we taking ya lil' tray
Love my handgun but my chopper still the shit
Banned in 1994 but I'm to legit to quit
1996 kilos
don't have time
You ain't like my kind
I'm from a rare bloodliine
Just rolled one for my nigga
May he rest in peace
Rolling up in them Boosie papers
bay, a bay bay, a bay bay
I'm in tha club hollerin'
[Lil Boosie:]
A bay bay its Lil Boosie
This for my dawgs who keep that cake and keep that oozie
feel fine
Worried 'bout those comments, I'm way too numb, yeah
It's way too dumb, yeah
I get those goosebumps every time, I need the Heimlich
Throw
shook up every time we meet.
I'm talkin' bout you,
Nobody but you.
Yes, I do mean you,
Come on and let me get a message to you.
Let me tell you 'bout
Zaytoven, 24hrs
And I got a lil' credit
Ay Twenty stop trippin' on me
I can't lose, and all my blessings comin' by the two
Ooh, ooh, ooh
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