Lyrics:
you off
Broad, with the cause (yeah) bitch on a mission
Keep them niggas by they nuts while you hoes be dick kissin
Missing the game, damn bitch it's
the pistol) uh, yeah, now, now looky here
He shoots straight for your heart
(Now, and he won't miss you)
But that's alright y'all won't believe in me anyways
Pass me the mic and I'm a grab at it a
Isn't it delicious crazy way that I'm kissin'
Cause baby listen to this don't want to miss it while it's hittin'
that water
Sipping on that Fiji
When I smoke doja
Put you in a coma
Test us, you don't want it
Pull up in the Polars
Bullets aiming on ya
Riding
are rolling
Dir. andrei tarkovsky
Written by anthony jeselnik
Starring lil boosie?
Wtf a netflix original?
Nigga how?
What's this movie called:
Life?
takin' shit
Bitch, I ain't who you used to know (nope)
I done shot off to the moon, lil' ho (gone)
Still order me a 4 for 4 (for real)
Painted drank
knees, we don't really do no kissin'
Walk in this bitch turn it upside down
Bought a condo downtown
Took a lil bitch to pound town
Left a bitch by
princess
Got everything i wrote down on my wish list
I left Willyville , cant say i miss this
My baby momma became my wife and my mistress
Screwed over by
So if it's on it's on, shit I'm takin you home
I got my own doghouse, own thrown, own bone
She like my bizza, my bad, lil' dawg
You Lunatics -
So if it's on it's on, shit I'm takin you home
I got my own doghouse, own thrown, own bone
She like my bizza, my bad, lil' dawg
You Lunatics -
(thot, thot)
Go get some racks what you better do (you thot)
Lil' bro on ya head for a band or two (come here)
I know he a handle you (gone)
Lil
[Boosie:]
Lil boosie bad ass and I wanna know if you a do it
again baby girl, you know what I'm talkin bout,
if you a press rewind if I ain't have
I got to go, can't get hemmed up in this shit!
Lil Tweety Lil Tweety leave me lone,
Tell me why yo name always pop up on my phone,
Yea you let me
gucci mane hundred and thats funny to me
When you see me can't miss me please dont diss me cause this bank roll a have ya ass missin bank roll nigga
gucci mane hundred and thats funny to me
When you see me can't miss me please dont diss me cause this bank roll a have ya ass missin bank roll nigga
IT’S A WILD ASS RIDE BUT WE ALL GOT A TICKET
YEAH IT GOES BY QUICK IF YOU BLINK YOU’LL MISS IT
TOMORROW’S ALWAYS SHORT ON SPECIFICS
BUT IT’S A GOOD DAY
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
fake busy (c'mon, dawg)
Get out yo' feelings and miss me with that reverse psychology
Man, bitch, you trippin', who got you that Rollie chain?
You know I miss you more than that last shot that I missed in the 8th grade
Easy layup, no fade
Before the braids, had to dreads, for the dreads, had
that you in the streets hustlin'
You sit behind a fuckin' desk at The Source butt-kissin'
And beggin' motherfuckers for guest appearances
And you
Spur, spur, spur! KISA (Ah, ah, ah,)
We miss you Ceddy! (Yo, yo, bluh, ah, ah,)
Yeah, Love the way she feel me up when we kissin' (Blah!)
Pretty
the matrix
Im with my dog I feel stewie Im in traffic clutching toolie
Made lil bitch wipe me down Im trill just like Im Boosie
Look at what that money make
and linguine (Phew)
My luggage Gucci, I'm G ain't no Fendi (Gucci)
Head nigga like Boosie, bitch by the Trina
The coupe is red and ruby (red)
Somewhere
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
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