Lyrics:
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 bitches
And if you get when I'm finished
I just talk lil shit
And its a hit when I'm finished
Drop the top when its pretty
Pop the six in
Damn I miss my old ways
Ain't no turnin' back
Bad chick tellin' me stay
Dick ain't free can you pay
No refunds for that
Damn I miss the old days
Damn
moves
Let that thang loose
Stop watchin'
Why you at the party if you ain't even vibin'
Put it on live let boosie give you a thousand
I give yah a thousand
we ain't tryna not win
EP dropping soon, so you better not miss out
Lil hoe try finesse me, I'm like, what you do, bitch, how
Now she rantin' off
us two
That's why I keep running back to you
Presence
I just miss your love
The comfort and the kissin' till the sky switchin' up
It's like melting
This lil lady call me babe
She feeling on my face
She kissin on my lips and I tell her how it taste
And she wanna cuddle up
I told her that's enough
I just need to know
It's a real lick, man, it's a real lick
Steppin' outside with the new confidence
Aiming at the kid, better hit don't miss
You
on me
I been countin' dirty money got the six still on me
I like to beef a lil' different, I want ya bitch lil' homie
I'ma boss, you a worker it don't
nigga do
And I don't give a fuck, they real sisters
You know I fuck them hoes by the two
Said 400 for your hair
Van Cleef, raincoat, Moncler
Say you last
gotta keep that toolie
Niggas said they want the fuckin' smoke, I gotta keep that toolie
Huh? Huh? Huh? Gotta keep that toolie
Lil Marco, you did your
he gotta lay down
While your bitch outta town
Smoking dope by the pound
Its Trouble Life bitch
And you I'm a clown
Nigga run up, he out of bounds
I'm
you think that
You gon' get me" ayy (You gon' get me)
Big Folks with me tote a fifty (Tote a fifty)
I think she want a baby by
4, she tryna trick me,
If I was in love it probably be you
Lil Miss Applewhite
That Apple right
Apple ripe
Apple tight (Chuckle)
So good to my body and soul
That's good for
about to show you
Can't let lil' bro behind that wheel Nah, he steady swervin
No, it ain't shit to pass a bitch
I feel like Halliburton
I'ma shoot her
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
a day goes by (without you)
Without you on my mind
I'll be loving you for life (I'll be loving you)
Think about you all the time
It's been a while
that it's mine
Told her I'm too playa, I can't fall for the lies
I know baby (baby)
That you're a bad lil' somethin'
And that ass, it drive me crazy
yeah, yeah, yeah), yeah
(You can turn the overall volume up a lil' bit)
(Up a lil' bit, yeah, that's nice) How's that?
We ain't gonna get no sleep
yeah, yeah, yeah), yeah
(You can turn the overall volume up a lil' bit)
(Up a lil' bit, yeah, that's nice) How's that?
We ain't gonna get no sleep
Gang, Gang
They ain't never gotta ask this one question
Who's the Queen? Likkle Miss Obsession (uh)
I'm the one who keep you bitches under pressure
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
dick so skip the kissin' (stop it, bitch, please)
Hey bitch we the chit chat, hoe just listen (fuck you talkin' 'bout)
My diamonds be glistenin'
on, come up out them leg warmers (ooh)
Wrap up your hair (hair), leave on your heels (heels)
Kissin' you while I whisper, "Shawty how it feels?"
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