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MotorSport

Nicki Minaj

MotorSport

2017

(Patek)
Hundred K, I spend on my señora (racks)
My pinky on margarine, butter (margarine)
And my ears got McDonald's nuggets (ayy)
Soon, as I land

Boosie boo, that back in nineteen-nine-nine
Shake, shake the block, we up them Glizzys
We bound to lay 'em all down

I'ma show them boys who run

(good lawd)
Gone and clap dem cakes (cakes)

One leg up (up)
Slap it to da ground (Down)
Hit a split on dat biiiiiitchhhh
Owww she working now

You da

Drip!
This shit gone slap
Hit!

(Verse 1)

Bout to turn this shit loose
Big Deuce never playing boy I’ll be the truth
Never wrote down a line swear I

love when I'm out dat bitch and I'll make sure dat they know that
Paid Sensei for da beat fore he made it cause I know its gone slap
Dis shit ain't no

Thuggin'

Lil' Boosie

Southern Slang, Vol. 10

2008

look at cha' crazy, gotta feed my babies 
So I whipp it whipp it ova da stove, I got my mask 'cause I'm whippin' 50
Choppas flyin' in dat bottom

you got yours
Abandoned by the ones I love, like Wayne left by the Hot Boyz
Hope you ain't get tired of seein' these cars, I'm buyin' a lot more
Hope

She a thot, so what? (So what?)
Niggas still gon' fuck her (yup)
(Great John on the beat, by the way)
I'm still gon' fuck her, ha

She a thot,

Cause now you're mine (you mine, ho)

[Lil Jon] Get your ass up

[Jazze Pha (+ Lil Jon)]
If you get out line, I'm a slap you out
I'm a slap you out
I

chance
I got it right now and I took it
These lil niggas out they ain't really got swag I see this shit I over look it, ay
I'm balling on niggas like I am

dat
Real nigga running through my plasma
How you running to the money you got Asthma
No front I can bend a hoe backwards
How am I slave when I'm owning

an' tight 'lil dresses,
my pumps, they leave big messes...
An' I know tha 'Truth Hurts' when I bus' records,
Battle of da sexes, is dat a woman

pattern dat
And yeah my white gyals back so big
I swear I had to pat on dat
I had to slap on dat
We swinging thru the streets
Like some orangutan
These

Still fucking wit a nigga/

Got a P T S D 
But never got a check 
Still on da Yard
Slap boxin fa da rec /
I admit it
Im institutionalized/
Still Rise

(WHO DAT)
...(WHO DAT)
..(Its J-O Bitch)
Before I went and trapped like Boosie
I chose to go to school like Ruby
My niggas move quiet
All your dogs

like a nurse
She wanna fuck me just to get a purse
Got a new draco, switch dat bitch to burst
Toting dat draco, I feel like lil durk
If he talkin

the streets, Lil Boosie told me I couldn't
Lil Boosie told me I can't
What I'ma do with my rank?
How I'ma fold my Z?
I'm in the middle of beef
They shot my

tightening 
Mum said dat getting too violent
I just see a op right dare
Fuck
(Whoop)
He got saved by the sirens 
Can’t talk loose just bussed dat case
Why you

spill
I'm Nelly wit' them hollows
'round here I let a 'Tip Drill'
Headshot, your funeral won't exist still
He got dropped wit' no service
Dickhead, now

Dat J-Town Dat DTB yaheardme
Jigga City
I Represent
I be coming thu yaheardme
I block thu my shit block thu my shit
I block thu my shit block thu my

I Smoke, I Drank

Body Head Bangerz

Body Head Bangerz, Vol. 1 [Body Head]

2004

And I'll serve ya 
See Lil Boosie from that South Side (That South Side!) 
In they mouth got bout five 
Got them Tees with dem Ree's wit dem black

(Couple bad things yuh i got bad huh)
(Yuh, I get what i want, what i uh)
(Yuh I get, I get, I get what want uh)
(Yuh I get)

We pull up in dat thang

Mafia Music [Edit]

Rick Ross

Mafia Music

2009

but somehow I got by

Treflo prayed, Mike Vick payed
Bobby Brown stray, Whitney lost weight
Kimbo Slice on da pad when I write
Dat may why they

Soft to Hard

Big Head

Bad Azz

2006

For A Good Price
My Whip Game Is Insane So Lil Boosie Live Dat Good Life
Uncle Showed Me How To Rock It Up
And Talk In Code Like I Need A Mike Vick