Lyrics:
sumin')
If 2Pac was here, he would coach me
Real nigga rockin' a Rollie
This for C Murder in Angola (This for C man)
I slept by him every night (We was
call me back
Say they miss the old Gotti, old Jeezy, old Boosie, that was real rap
In New York with 3 bangers
Did Jimmy Fallon with Meaghan Trainor
I
boosie
so I picked the rawest one out the click
grabbed her by her shoulder uh and told her this
[Chorus: repeat]
I need a thug in my life
and you
with no screws Boosie you'on listen
I'm on a mission tryna get my fucking blood out prison
Black rain in Angola where the thugs roll
Too many members
wrist, how a nigga be bakin'
Hittin' that ho', lil' bitch, I ain't cakin'
Want work, now I got your bitch naked
Run up, get fried like some bacon
Shooter
'm Gucci
Sides of my hair, nigga I'm Boosie
Nigga burnt out, can't even catch fire no more
Figured it was just a West Side movie
But thank God I got my
like glasses
Girl what's da business wit yo Lil freaky ass
You independent wit yo lil freaky ass
You like to spend it wit yo lil freak ass
And I got
Yeah, and tell Boosie I'm back
Hahaha, that's how we do it in the 'Natti
Yea yea, that's how we do it in the 'Natti
Uh, that's how we do it in the 'Natti
let's get high tonight (my lil' homies)
Lil' homies on the mash
Runnin' from these punk police
'Cause lil' niggas run the streets
I remember, when
that's what I'm all about
Don't run yo mouth
I be steady gaining by the year that's what I'm all about
Haa
Don't run yo mouth
Moving how they moving hella
Now I'm feeling a lil faded like that nigga lil boosie
Bro the teck and the K and the uzi, so do not play with my name ya lil goofy
Got a bad bitch
Roll the sheets and the funnel now I got me a boost
Now I'm feeling a lil faded like that nigga lil boosie
Bro the teck and the K and the uzi, so do not
just a lil' ouchie I know she'll goose me
Ain't him if he ain't me he a tooty fruity
Told her she can't hang with a Zoe turnt Judy Moody
Aye how you
[Chorus]
Verse 2
If I approched you smellin like onion rings (mane)
Would she do half the things she done to me
One hunnit, one hunnit, one hunnit how
the lil' Uzi (bah)
Make hits, slidin' like Toosie, we rich like we Boosie
Got hunnids on me every day, I got blueys (yeah)
Color of the jeans, I buy
don't give a fuck that he paid
I don't give a fuck how much he weigh
Niggas die every fuckin' day
Broad daylight, hit a nigga with the K
By myself, I
young niggas on a bean
And they goin' wild
I just saw you on TV, boy you goin' viral
I can't hear nothin' you said
Cause I'm smokin' loud
I was put in by
Roll on momma like I asked you to do
And roll on, eighteen-wheeler, roll on (roll on)
Well, it's Wednesday evening, momma's waitin' by the phone
It
I got this freaky lil hoe
And she on a honor roll
But when she on her knees
She honor me like I'm pope
Like do this do that
She know how to play her
Had to learn my lil' lesson, got played by a hoe
Got snaked by a hoe
Got my heart whole played by a hoe, betrayed by a hoe
If you know how I feel then
Minor setback for a major comeback
Look at how the wrist glow along with a sick flow
Bitches hitting switches on my dick like a '64
Swisha sweet,
You know how, how, how, how I roll
You know how, how, how, how I roll
You know how, how, how, how I roll
Little momma, got her shaking on the
You
a nerd, and when I drive I drive like I skrrt
To the fuckin room, hotel suite
You know how it is, they tryna roll with me
Tryna roll with me
Tryna roll with
Got me feeling like lil boosie tell her wipe me down
I been out here gettn to it how u like me now
How u like me now
I think they like me now
Im gettin
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