Lyrics:
up in my songs about what really happened
Laws stoppin every video shoot just to come harass me
Stead on my back and I'm they hope, I gotta make it
yea the paper make her twerk
I'm just out here stepping with my fist
These motherfuckers weapons
Hit a nigga chest in two shots, it sends the ass
to Tootsies
Can't you see how powerful we are together, bitch
I just hope when you go on in your new home, it's a tombstone
Hopefully them niggas be fuckin'
'm Gucci
Sides of my hair, nigga I'm Boosie
Nigga burnt out, can't even catch fire no more
Figured it was just a West Side movie
But thank God I got my
the 90s.
Had to pay me just to find it
Ima
Major player in the game
You should only wipe me down pon seeing me like Boosie said
I'm smoking on some purple
Make that thing spin around
It's my birthday bitch
I'm on some birthday shit
And we drinking Casamigos got the whole club lit
It's my birthday lil bitch
Ay fuck cancer, shout out to Boosie (real spit)
I fuck your main bitch, I gave her cooties (slime season)
Let's get it (hey)
Get it, all my
a sound, told that bitch to shut up
Please don't make a sound, she say that's my dick baby and I want it now
Lil' bitty bitch, ask me like, Ken, what you
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
And look back at it dat's if she's a real vet wit it
But she gotta have hips wit it
And know that one flat ass can make a whole clique look bad
To all
this bitch out
Been pimping its nothing to kick a bitch out
Good on my own I don't need no one else
Said I'm good by myself so I don't need yo help
Bitch
make your bitch recite a script just like she makin' a movie
That's it fuck, money (bitch)
Let's talk money
Lil' bitch
Lil' bitch
Lil' bitch
Lil
Transvestite your bitch-ass
Make you work out in a hula hoop
Street king, Boosie, boo
Did things that turn you Christian
Let it burn, fuck the consequences
What
the world
Just like I'm Boosie Boo
She said she'll never leave me
She gon say the same to you
Yeah shoutout Lil Stan that's still my Dade County Goon
Say I
Man I just gotta hit a lick
Would rob my plug but she pretty as a bitch
Hit her with this dick, watch her bless me for the zips
Lil Boosie, wipe me
I promise to protect and serve my family
And the ones I love
By all means
It's my call of duty
Woke up, family calling my line
Real shit,
holla Akon, and J-kwon but what about me
They holla Youngbloodz and Young Gunz, but Boosie
He buss guns and spit it to his love ones, look
They holla
holla Akon, and J-kwon but what about me
They holla Youngbloodz and Young Gunz, but Boosie
He buss guns and spit it to his love ones, look
They holla
(stand, bloody)
And I been dead broke but not dead ugly
'Cause when we slidin' on yo' block it get dead ugly
Lil' brother squeeze that Glock 'til it jam
robbed niggas and went to school with 'em
That shit don't make me
No motherfuckin' difference
If I gotta get it, then I gotta get it
And I'm gettin' you if
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
Causing hell in the hallways
Even at your nine to five getting paid
I hope you make it to the driveway
Fresh off the highway
Pull up in the driveway
It's
that shit some loose leaf
Im real gangster you can call me lil boosie
Like durk I won't slide but I make you hit the toosie
First year of college i ain't
rapping
Yo friends hating on me
Bitch I made it happen
Hold up lil thottie
Move ya body
Pootie tang up in this thang
Oochie wallie
Put the z up in this
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