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wearing my clothes
Roll up some za pour me up a four
And I took your bitch fuck her on the low
She callin' me daddy she callin' you bro
Goin' out sad lil

gave me Nova, gotta thank Lil' Queeze
She gave me V, Gotta thank Danielle
I'm nothing like these niggas, can't you tell?
I know exactly what you

Six 12's

Webbie

Savage Life 2

2008

songs with alotta slap in 'em
The amp turned up so it sound like this
My girl ask me why I like it loud like this
I got the by 9s cross the back and I

bitch
Wit her fine ass
I'm her new nigga
Not the side man
Let me know
When u bummin thru
We gone do what lovers do
Fuck nigga stop worrying
Bout her

it up but notice them boys they ova there plottin
Be wise guy my shootaz is near its not smart to try me

I’m fresh as fuck lil nigah (yeah) from

Shhhh okay
Back it up
Back it up
Shawty stepped off in the club, lil mama bad as fuck
By the way she moving, got these bitches mad at her
You can pop

niggas wanna murder me
I caught em lacking first degree
Rozay by my side, gzee by my side
I don't hang with no new niggas but free bleek till he arrives

it you 
Can not deny it 

Feelin like boosie 
That pussy keep calling me 

Hit that green button 
Now you begging me 
To decline it

Take me for a long

fucking Tunechi
Heard it in Yung blue voice he was gone big before he got with little Boosie
Stepping on toes to get my spot & I ain't saying excuse me
Come

No handouts can't touch ya' hands
Lil Wayne, Birdman do the stunna' dance
Count cash, rubber bands, and dividends
And this what I do till the world

a long way from them me calling me basic 
Im not gonna stop till its rocks in my bracelet 

Rush hour blitzen we up in yo trap 
100 rounds on this ar best

dQ

In the streets we play for keeps
(We play for keeps)
This chess not checkers, lil' nigga
Don't play with me (Nah, nah)
Around here you gotta pay

lil' badass, I feel like Boosie, nigga
She got the nerve to pop a Perc' before I fuck her
Put yo' phone in the safe then we can cuddle
We can fuck

Lil' shawty a baddie
And she gotta fatty
Yah yah
She talk to me nasty
Be calling me daddy
Yah yah
Lil' shawty a baddie
And she gotta fatty
Yah yah

Yeah the Graveyard back, yeah
Black Rain

(Mixed by) Graveyard pack
Jail house crowded
Black rain, black rain

Jail house pack
Graveyard crowded

on my spirit
Me I been all on a mission
Hypnotized by all the digits and I just be slaughtering every sentence
Hop in the civic and hit it when niggas be

dropping grease innis bitch get a fry
Ion take no advice they be telling me lies
I ain made Billboard yet but I'm built for it bitch
You can tell by the look

Yeeah
Got damn lil baby you thick as fuck
(Fuck your producer my beat is by Meexhie)
That ass fat as hell
Ass super fat, like they threw a super size

Let's get it, let's start off by sayin' I might be fuckin' your bitch like a thief in the night
All of these hoes be sayin' they love me, but

the real shooter
Lay by your house for you
Or set the bitch off for you
Or make some white chalk for me and don't talk back
I got the real shooter

fearin'
I done ran to that money I'm here just to stay
I done ran up enough bout' to cop an estate
Up in front of that bitch I might build me a lake
Lil

presence
No matter what they say bout Boosie, I been a legend
I don't back down, I don't play around man ask somebody bout me
I been a leader since

her out
If she calling me boo I go ghost
Hate when bitches be doing the most
Drink my kids ain proposing a toast
Moon walk in the back of he throat
They

we walk through the storm 
Pussy ass nigga you soft like some foam 
Yo bitch she want me she calling my phone 
Looking for the treasures Indiana jones