Lyrics:
Hold up lil nigga let me pop my shit pop my shit
Pop it Pop it
pop my shit
Pop it Pop it
Hold up lil nigga let me pop my shit pop my shit
Pop it Pop
Okay, my wrist, my bitch
Lemme get it, lemme get it OK
I like to fuck her on camera, ayy
Dirty Fantas was my menace, ayy
Pull up and pop me a Xanny,
yea yea)
In your mind, I call my pistol cause it stay by me (Uh-huh)
That's like my brother, lucky mothers
We ain't nothin to see (Uh-huh)
wheelies
QC nigga, pop millions
We ain't gonna talk about the feelings
We ain't gotta talk about the gremlins
Paid shooters 'round me, chillin'
Pop it
turnin they head
They listen to my music but cant holla? Them niggas scared
But its cool wit me bitch you know Lil Boosie be in yo city on yo stage
Do wat
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
bitch
On my grind bout that cheese
Her baby daddy can't fuck with me
Real niggas around kuz you know I'm
Heavy in these streets
Play with me it's RIP
All
at heads.....
Im a dumb, retarded, n stupid,
lost my mind fuckin round with lil boosie, badazz
Show money I love it, I be takin pictures with it,
see me I be
you got a problem with it then fuck, what up
It be ashes to ashes, dust to dust
Got your bitch riding everything but the bus
She let me put it
you fade away money come every day
You can get it anyway
See I'm gettin' it every way lil Kodak
Salute me I'm Mr k where is my cape?
Super Koly save
downtown
And her oldest on a charge
They saying he killed a boy from downtown
Asked me to pray with her
And asked me can I call Johnnie (Lil Johnnie)
by the case loads
We leanin like dem Texas boys and we don't karo dat shit we ain't tryna stretch it boy and if you know me you
Know me from gettin
of the week (pop-pop that)
Said I'ma let you hit it, I ain't scared, I ain't shy, it's cool with me (pop-pop that)
I'm lookin' for a thug who ain't scared
(And if the beat live, you know Lil Ju made it)
Let's get it
Pop that trunk, I got 4-15s, bitch, you hear me beat
Pop that trunk, I got AR-15s,
kicking shit like it's karate
The ice on lil baby from Johnny
Allergic to them, won't let none of these niggas by me
They try me I'm hurting somebody
Open
boosie
(callin me)come here boosie (callin me] gon get me in trouble... pussi 7x's
LYRICS FROM : Bertrell Reid(Mrs.Torrence Lil Boosie Hatch)
Thank You
You already know what it is
Don't play with me play with your kids
I'll pop a nigga then go fuck his bitch
I don't got opps you know I'm smokin' em
like it's a demon
Curt McGirt, hop out, the whip the cleanest
I can tell by my auntie's face
She really need it neighbors used to call me
A lil' dirty
yea yea)
In your mind, I call my pistol 'cause it stay by me
(Uh-huh)
That's like my brother, lucky mothers
We ain't nothin' to see
(Uh-huh)
dangerous (so)
rout-rous-rous
Out the way
Give me my space
Bitch im fucked up
I could never take a break
See it in my face
I don't wanna have no bitch in my
and the bitch that he came with
And if Lil Boosie on it
Then you know that it's gon hit
We drinking Casamigos brought my crew and we stay lit
Now bust it down
the weather
You say that I'm boosie (You say that I'm boosie)
Cant say that you knew me (Cant say that you knew me)
Real nigga Im down for whatever
Yall niggas
by the case loads
We leanin like dem Texas boys and we don't karo dat shit we ain't tryna stretch it boy and if you know me you
Know me from gettin
know I know
I feel like can't nobody fuck with me
God got my back so
Lil Boosie keep his mind at ease
And God kno I kno
That somebody gon hate on me
But
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