Lyrics:
on her shit, she got her own shit
She don't never trip, all she want is that dick
She bossy, flossy, keep them hoes off me
Gutta, lil' slang, mane, I
and I got my girl wet
She said I luv yo black ass I say'd I luv you 2
Another bitch done hit me up boosie wat do it do
She grabbed my phone who is this
[Chorus: repeat 4X]
Every album like a bird....steady flippin!
Every album like a bird!
[Lil' Boosie]
My first album was bout a 7 (It was aight)
But I talk
lost my twin
Stay solid, maintain, never fold, never bend
Better days came, yeah, lil' Oso made it out the pen
I'm balling in the game, I ain't gon' stop
lee
Lips on live like boosie
Pull up in a two seat
Bad bitches all in juicy
I can be your best friend
Parties in the west end
Wicked bitch hexing
Pretty
hungry, I still got the juice (uh)
You set it off like Cleo, I set it off like Boosie
Uh, yeah, baller alert (haan)
Lil' biddy bitch I don't call her
Hook:
I mix molly and the dusse
She a bad bitch fuck what you say
I'm a G hoe don't use it loosely
I'm the bossman feel like boosie
I put her
and Ski
You can ask Rico and E, I'd still love y'all if y'all don't love me
Maybe it is what it seem, my mind been clear since I quit lean
I put barbwire
SLR,
T Raw upper echelon, no Lil Jets just G5's
Free CB, H Rat, Lil Punch and baby Nitty
My Maybach cost 2 chickens
you ain't got one? Don't talk my
Bruce Lee
Boosie addicts, drink and keep on losing (3x)
Verse2:
I got used to using AK
Errday is payday, may it never ends
Lay back chill and gettin
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
Record, try to finesse a kid
Too intelligent, don't think you'd ever finesse the kid
Forget you ever tried, pray
To God in his name Amen
Bitch, it's
world got comin'
Its hard to live by the rules when your lil girl got nothin, you strugglin'
He facin' life and 40 years, bein' lawyer to his peers,
sick wit it you heard about lil' Trell
Gunned downed when he was 12 ever since then its been hell
And Webbie they don't live like we live(fuck no)
a minute
Savage Life don?t forget it
Trill Fam in da building
We gon need some more space
'cause money stacked to da ceiling
(Chorus)
2x
Who you kno
heard I'm Lil boosie who be rappin bout that gangsta shit
nigga I'm bout that gangsta shit
[Second Verse]
niggaz getting the picture but don't want
right here)
Rap star heaven
(We got Jam Master Jay on the ones and twos, aw shit)
Rap star heaven
(I'm Boosie Badazz, I'm that nigga, I know this is)
rappin', yeah yeah
I make lots of money, yeah yeah
And I throw it, throw it, yeah yeah
Ayy lil bitch you tryna blow it, yeah
Woah, chopper like
done seen it all
Toni, yeah
2 Chainz (Rem')
While y'all was getting U-E, I was still U-P
On a Lil Yachty with my Migos like I'm QC
With my lil
just like boosie
I'm a pirate sorry, momma, I'm a robber These niggas claimin' that it's smoke
But in real life, don't want no problems And you know we
get loose, I'm like a goose, bitch
Grew up off Lil Boosie music
That means I get real stupid, please don't make me lose it
I'm tryin' to wild out till I
a lil bigga
[lil boosie verse 2]
people rose around me
money is money so concentrate when u count it
every nigga who bounce aint no gangsta ass nigga
Five zero one to
The boot we shoot
Set it off like boosie boo
Disrespect me I'll shoot
Not from the two two five
Wipe me down grew up on
Trill fam don't
night! Oh come on suck it I know it's your first time
First night! I just hit 'em and forget 'em I ain't lyin'! [Repeat: x 2]
Ugly hoes stand wide bad
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