Lyrics:
Boosie Bad Ass, Ima send this maw'fucker right here
To all my niggas out there gettin bank rolls putcha mothafuckin hands up
Bank roll after bank
I was raised
They hit you, hit em back
But that was way back in the days
I thought I was Snoop
I used to rock my shit in braids
Took a page from
the back and ain't none of us goin' rat,
If I ain't already ripped 'em, my brotha boosie dun flipped 'em,
We get high like a missile and we be clean
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 lil' bit bigger like to tussle wit 'em 'fore they hit' em
I like it when ya booty doo
(Shake it to the left)
I like it when ya booty doo
(Shake it
em up, Get em up, Get em up like
A bay bay thats what we say when we pull up in them trucks
Tell my label to cut the check I'ma gone spend it up
ah nan nutha/
I Love It when ah bitch double back up on her friend/Say she love dat dick so much she had to double back again/tell em free lil double
Lotta niggas clowns need a trapeze
Lotta niggas Wifey's was a trap queen
This feel like a Spike Lee flick
Tell lil mama to hit me she tryina build
Pull up
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
gettin' stacks, I do whatever I like.
I hit em Asian, Black, or White. I have my pleasure wit dykes.
I'm first class on every flight. I'm a big dog
When I go now
An I can’t even blow up her phone now
I wanna come in her home now hey
Chop like Chinese movie
Bad like Bruce Lee
Bad lil shawty want do
Boosie
She said, "You murk 'em, I show you my coochie"
I had to sing to this bitch like lil' Toosie (woo)
Yeah, yeah (woo)
Yeah, yeah (ski)
Yeah,
me up
gucci babnd feel good lil boosie fresh cut
cuz im killin em all when i step on the scene
im murderin em all in a first degree
go head and take
dick
Be blowin up it get so neat
Don't settle for less
These hoes gon try to impress
That's why I break em off
Then go buy a new pair of Guess
I hit that
dick
Be blowin up it get so neat
Don't settle for less
These hoes gon try to impress
That's why I break em off
Then go buy a new pair of Guess
I hit that
Gotta make 'em strap it up, 'cause he said he can't pull it out
He send that money by the tens, let him fuck me in his Benz
Love it when he tell me kiss
He kill anything he see
He level three for Lil Boosie
And now it's up now
You hopin' we fall, you out of luck now
Level three shit
Yung Bleu gon' have
getting dat revenue
Molly and Mary i'm loving em
The cayenne Porsche or the cullinan
Big ass stacks we in front of em
Choppa got rhythm lil bitch we b
Kermit
She don't care bout them hunnids she
Pull 'em out the purses
Lil bitch I'm the dab king I
Fuck her like a virgin she say she got a 9-5
I know that
winter time when he slide thru
out here tryna get sum chicken cool we gone catch em by the drive thru
i be i be i be movin molly cyrus
my neck all gold
the confusion by proving the fact that you’re cruising for a bruising and when it’s over you end up losing
I feel it oozing through my veins, perusing up to my
sparrin, (Naa)
Nigga got his bitch wit him then i keep that lil karen, (Pow)
Yo bitch talk shit than my bitch gon get the swearin,
We pulled up in a hooptie
Bad bitch she mixed just like some gumbo
Loyal to my bucks like Antetekounmpo
Living room look just like a gun show
Blue benjies, add 'em by the bundle
From the jump you was fucked up
I was blind though
Man I never should of loved her
Man I never should of trust her
She was fine though
I'm gonna let 'em
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