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tell everybody dat I’m fine
People steady calling me but I just press decline
Go get a real **** by yo side you gotta have a dime
Blue script hundreds

shouldn’t went, to the school of arts, this beat stupid bout I’m smart, I told the police who we are, 
•he shined da light say you a star, I told em yes sir,

to fuck with 
Yeah we gang bangin 
Caine slangin 
Bitch we dangerous 
Niggas dey be bout it til dat Draco get to flamin 
Bullets get to singin 
On a Sunday

Fuck it, ridin' wit' no L's, Cant take none
Either way
Passin' by dem' boys we hit hundred on dat' Interstate
He tryna' eat wit' us, but fuck it he can't

We was out ona block
Spray Dat K... lil nigga face shot
The Fck You Was at
We was settin up shop
Don’t see you nun uh you niggas
We get up on top
Betta

is
Big chop on holdin bout fifty call dat bitch many men
How u gon die by yo gang when u ain’t reppin shii



If I tell foh men go slide just no dat he

and make him a groupie
Hit him in dat knee and call me lil scooby
Hit him in dis knee because he a goofy
Cream in the drank like a m-fuckin roufee
I'm moving

determined to go get da win
Just look who depend on my pen to get dividends
Yeah dat be my kin 
Dat my heart
Dat my lil twin
Fuck a boutta friend if you ain't

pass by still smoking
Four deep four blunts in motion
Two cups one pill um rolling
Blunt five blunt six still blowing
Dats thug my bruddha from the mud

Ratched
By: Luvinnia Flowers


Yeah say hat they do for dat money

She prolly wanna eat a lil pussy
She prolly wanna suck a lil dick

What they do

goin up like every day and it’s uhhh lot 
 
Wait…
 
HOOK
I’m really dat, really dat, hot bitch
(Yeah I’m hot, yeah I’m really dat hot)
I’m really dat hot

Thug in My Life

Lil' Boosie

For My Thugz

2003

[Verse two]
now on the first day she told me
that we could only be friends
say she was hurt once before by this lil nigga with ends
ran into me bout

dat ya pussy is tight (Tight)
You got me fantasizing bout what ima do to dat pussy tonight (Hey)
So I’m like, ohhh, shawty wats hannin? (Huh)
On da flo

to know bout me that creativity won’t crash
When we recording that track, you know Bacardi by the glass
Contraband be in the stash, Oh lil mama got some ass

D'Ough

Unladylike

D'Ough

money
All dem by da bar 
So you know I'm bout ta get skumy
I move so swift
Gonna be da shit
And if your swagga right
Den come and holla at a bitch
I'm

movin like that, I'll leave my gun on the dresser (Ooo, ooo)
I ain't lil boosie but I like them nasty nasty (Ooo, ooo, ooo)
That thang so aggressive I

Clap?
Y'all hear that Nolia Clap?

I'm in the Calio, you know I'm headed front of town
By Kayotic and Lil' real one, 'cause it?s going down
You see

Whats goin on with my body yea
A G Lotti
Whats goin on wit my body
Its some strong feel it watching
And she just wana fuck its some wrong wit dat lil

em a lil bougee wit a bit of ratchetness
She love lil boosie car turnt when the traffic hit
Twerking in that front seat you can see her nastiness
I

out

It's no exception fa my blood if you my unk I make you walk it out
Willing ta die bout my respect dats what I'm talking bout

I kno these niggas

Photoshoot

Gucci Mane

Wasted: The Prequel

2009

"Tarantula"
Got Canada on calendar so shout-out to my manager
I walked through in South Africa, I jumped in 'bout four Acuras
I flip it just like a spatula,

Trell came home I was on, everythang dat nigga throwed me it was gone
Lil ivy taught me bankrolls fuck a bitch (m.o.b) I got dis caine mayne
And I got

Bank Roll

Lil' Boosie

Superbad: The Return of Boosie Bad Azz

2009

Trell came home I was on, everythang dat nigga throwed me it was gone
Lil ivy taught me bankrolls fuck a bitch (m.o.b) I got dis caine mayne
And I got

lil price
I ain't got no time for catching feelings I rather catch flights
Stay down, run dat bag up every day every night
Bout the munna give two f*cks