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The way you backed on me with grind was nasty
Umm nigga I'm nervous I don't know how to word it
She a lil aggressive I just wasn't a virgin
I'm certain this

mama's help
I can do it by myself

Now all my daddies, holla where you at?
(Can you hold a family down?)
Tell your nannies, go on and pack your bags

is all I know
Never stop that's fasho
Daddy told me put it on and look good even if you broke
Designer on me head to feet be fresh to death no stylist

out the college
Just left Macfarland bout to head to Alberta
Bout to make a few plays bruh you know that I'll serve ya
Mood on Lil Boosie cause we

make dem doors Disappear

I'm in this B***ch you know this
Our year

T-dog came home to a band
We the MOB fold him like a can
Free Lil Boosie he ain't

sonic suck that shit
From the bottom to the tip
I don't fuck with lil thots
Yo chick look like lil tay
All you niggas look like ops
I don't even wanna say

kick back make it easy
We can leave them killings clean
Just wipe me down like lil' boosie
Won't you slide, get a grip, we should ride
Leave em split,

that kitty all Willy nilly 
Then I rock the boat
She call me zaddy, daddy
Girl you me hooked like I'm an addict

Bad lil bih she got me hooked
She got me

I'm Gerald Levert
Got Uzi on the deck
Lil' uzi in the vert
8 ball corner pocket
Lil' Stussy on the shirt
Lil Boosie on the fade
Gold chains got some

a lil nigga
We got enough land to find Sasquatch
Damn mommy, daddy making money
What the hell you complaining about?
So what if he was fucking with girls

I need a baddie
Yea you know she single
I need a baddie
Yea she tryna mingle
I need a baddie
Yea I'll be her daddy
I need a baddie with a lil fatty
I

I need a baddie
Yea you know she single
I need a baddie
Yea she tryna mingle
I need a baddie
Yea I’ll be her daddy
I need a baddie with a lil fattie

niggas, I feel like Kiki Rice
Walk with the Uzi, poppin' the peas, I'm beatin' the case, I feel like I'm Boosie
Bad lil' bitch, she carry the stick, she

Uh
Real Hotta
Real Shotta
This bitch finna get a lil hot
Ha!
You might need a lil water
Real Hotta
Real Shotta
This bitch finna get a lil hot
Ha!
You

imma snap like a kit-kat
How the fuck you gone diss and you never pushed shit back
Pat on his pockets like lil nigga give me that
Big ass stick leave

not talking NASDAQ
Boosie, Mulatto, she tryna get nasty
Spent a thousand on a ratchet, but you know it's fancy
And that bitch came with attachments
I

she so mad 
She my lil freak
I think it turn her on, yah 
Give her what she want 
We can argue till you board 
Then we fuckn' till the mornin' 
Trippin'

mean, that's tough luv
You can tell me the tea over brunch luv
But you give me a vibe
Gonna smoke a Lil weed n we gone be fine
When I go up, and mix it

Daddy's wine
A whole lotta game
A lotta take your time
Mix it all together
That's how you get a
A little bit of spice
A lotta sunshine
Grandmama's kiss

LANEZ (X2)

Say lil mamma I see you working let me see what you doing let me see how you twerking I hit her with that good jug she say oooh daddy its

She says she want a
***** from a Rude bwoy

Am ready,when you Ready 
like a Cuguer 

Caused she thicker 
than a sneakers 
no *****

so mie luv dem

She says she want a
dick from a Rude bwoy

Am ready,when you Ready 
like a Cuguer 

Caused she thicker 
than a sneakers 
no hooker 

so mie luv dem

you fuck you nigga
Yo ma ain't raise you right game tight
Me and Lil Wheezy keep this rap shit tight
Gone be a boss balla all my fuckin life
8 figga,

Yea... Something like my letter to hip hop. Namean

Hey lil mama how you doing, lemme holla at cha
Come here baby girl, lemme holla at cha
Hey lil