Lyrics:
spit it from the tip of your tongue
A lil wisdom
Gives em somethin' to move to, groove to
The next time you see me again gangsta'd up
Chilling wit my
one had a fade like Lil Boosie
Like how I got on my gold, she let me dig in her coochie
I had no work for this shit, these niggas they scared to do it
I
this
The bottle-yeah gangsta gangsta
Ridin' nigga posted up
Fuck you bitches up when I come gunnin'
Lettin' the lugers bust
Chat, you got my
, beat it , beat it ,
beat it , beat it, beat it Ike
Turn me up a lil bit Poofy
most of these niggas they goofy
Most these Bitches
they
songs, we clear the air
Go
Niggas be lyin' like they raw (lie)
Forty-eight hunnid my cough
Put my lil' bitch in a loft (in the spot)
"Keep your eyes
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
(I, I, I, don't want you to see me cry)
Yea rest In Peace Lil Naughty
Fuck you bitches, Coppers yea, You laughing
Now is the time to stop
(I, I, I,
Lil Marco, nigga. Gang
Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye
Nigga
Getting to that paper, yeah that paper make a nigga work
Got my lil shorty in the back,
I draw the line between yours and mine
And make sure you don't get lit up
Hit ha on the mother fickin set when dip
Dogg pound motherfucking gangsta
telegram
Snoop Dogg told me that
Now blow me back while I'm pimpin' on this funky track
Bang ES, we givin' it up, got the bitches singin' the rest
We
to leave these bitches you know!
I chase bread dog, I'm after the spread dog
The least you could do is give a nigga a lil' head dog!
Parked by marcy, this
on that Snoop shit, Gin got me woozy
Got me feelin' sorry for my nigga Lil' Boosie
Turn up the fuckin’ radio, bang a lil' Gucci
Get high as a hummingbird
Sorry, lil' mama, I gotta go
Not tryna' hit and run ya but I got another show
It's already check out time plus my plane leaves at four
Give me them
Linkup
You gotta watch out for yo life up in the streets it get wicked
Up in the streets these Niggas follow just because of these bitches
I'm really
the flavors and got bottles by the cases
Just like a rookie got a agent, I got bitches by the braces (yeah)
Takin' jets to different places (whew), pick up
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
Me
Da Judge Looked At Me
And Said How You Doin' Boosie
He Called Me By My Nickname[Ooooh]
What You Think I'm Stupid[b---h]
You Wanna Railroad
that's extended
Because your momma got a glass eye with a fish in it
I-I think my, niggas is soldiers
I-I think my, bitches is gangstas
I-I think my,
grass that you pass around (you know)
Then I stash a pound by my ave' with rounds (you know)
I'm a gangsta until they put my casket down (you know)
You
he ain't even sleep
Say Boosie chill wit all that swervin' too much dope in here
Nigga slow down you betta think about Big Head and Pimp
Y'all want
you li'l booty bitches eat ya biscuits
Get thicker bitches, I know some niggas wanna fuck wit cha
But it's plain and simple they like 'em thicker
get this bitch up out the crib let’s take a vote
I tried to get like 30 on the racks and blow his nose
I know them bitches mad at me
They know I got
Back when Pimp C was screaming trill
And Boosie was still poppin ex pills
And it wasn't hating for a nicca to tell you how he feel
And the streets
S.U.C., I eat wit DJ Michael Watts
I don't wanna be in a rap group, I'd rather do me alone
Everybody so surely, I'm so glad that boy Lil Boosie is home
I
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