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Shhhh okay
Back it up
Back it up
Shawty stepped off in the club, lil mama bad as fuck
By the way she moving, got these bitches mad at her
You can pop

skrilla
Gone throw that ass for a real nigga
Gone shake that ass for a lil skrilla
I know I got yo main nigga tight
We be at my crib by the end of the night

is illegal (damn)
They let Gunna go, we tryin' to figure out that happened (he snitchin')
He took a plea deal, Lil Boosie say that nigga rattin' (aw)

you ain't Boosie
Yeah, know that drank good, when you pour it, hit the bottle
Yeah, Prada's on my feet, Cuban licks all on my collar
I do crime by

murdered a bitch, and the devil just rushin' my time
With this 9 in my hand causin' death when you sleep
In the casket I make you no killas in mind
Pullin

department
I'm from the 'partments, in the 'partments

From them apartments door 112, building 2
Pissed off watchin' my cousin lil Duke
Boosie Boo from them

Pourin' the Syrup

Kevin Gates

Luca Brasi, Vol. 2: Gangsta Grillz

2014

on Highland
Boosie had a black Monte Carlo and a 'Burban
I was in a grey Monte Carlo and a Tahoe
He was doing shows, bad hoes up in Talo's
I was speaking

Yeah the Graveyard back, yeah
Black Rain

(Mixed by) Graveyard pack
Jail house crowded
Black rain, black rain

Jail house pack
Graveyard crowded

be grindin and grindin and grindin like hoes
Been betrayed catch a fade like my name Lil Boosie
Bouta make touring my life like my name Lil Uzi
Man

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

Ayy, tell em don't play with me
Bible on my side it like a roommate
Bro it stay with me
Lil' bro told the rifles go put them down

Lil' bro gon' pray

it's cool
So they hidin' all they love for you in private
I keep it too real, they fear me, I want the world to hear me
I know Lil Boosie, Tory Lanez,

why 
She telling me the hurt 
I really don't care 
Lil mamma I'm jerk
When it comes to the bedroom 
I'ma hit it where it hurts 
Lil mamma like it sloppy

line
Too many rappers getting played by labels a deal ain't even Cross my mind (I ain't lying)
Industry all fucked up wassup with all these new lil

hit Lil Boosie and Webbie man get to saying what's hannenin
I got that juice in my system so imma pop a lil addy
Speed bumps speed bumps speed bumps say

me good ol face (Sloppy)
Fresh to death get the casket close it mane
I ain't lil Boosie but whip me down
I see you lil niggas y'all really clowns
Say

off her jaw
When I fight we ain't losin' we ain't takin' no draws
No fuckin' Boosie we gone set this bitch off
For a lil' price ass we can get you

No handouts can't touch ya' hands
Lil Wayne, Birdman do the stunna' dance
Count cash, rubber bands, and dividends
And this what I do till the world

can’t have her thinking
I’m a lil baby
oh
I’ve been slowly smoking feeling loopy
got me feeling a lil boosie
truth be told I feel like toosii
yeah yeah

Six 12's

Webbie

Savage Life 2

2008

songs with alotta slap in 'em
The amp turned up so it sound like this
My girl ask me why I like it loud like this
I got the by 9s cross the back and I

lil' badass, I feel like Boosie, nigga
She got the nerve to pop a Perc' before I fuck her
Put yo' phone in the safe then we can cuddle
We can fuck

live fake, make money
Then they lose it
My back against the wall thats
Why I feel Lil Boosie
I’m in the beach house with your main bitch
Choosin’ and I

Espada's devil in Prada, got a lot of hoes coming at me
Espada's devil in Prada, got a lot of hoes coming at me
I'm the new Kenpachi
Your kinfolk look a lil

Hush, hush, child, don't cry Hush, hush, child, the devil can't hear you
Hush, hush, child, you won't die Hush, hush, child, the devil won't get you