Lyrics:
Flushing packs raid
This for them
Young niggaz sliding
Putting bodies in grave
I was juvie
On that juvie
Feeling on Lil Brittany booty
I bang that boosie
Not
model bitches like Renni Rucci
My niggas double G's, we should've signed to Gucci
If you find a twenty then I'm pussy, feel like Lil Boosie
Now we push
release you?
[Shane]
Oh oh, please do
[Kane]
So Lil' Daddy, my ace, my brother
Get on the mic and let's rock with one another
[Shane]
Ima hustla baybe
Thats my daddies maybe
Okay the coldest ever is in the house
I'm takin these niggas out one by one (Fuck em) without a doubt
Happy holidays
Let me come here and talk to you
I gotta stop sayin' I'm not doin' this shit no more knowin' I'm cappin'
(Great John on the beat by
believe in Jesus
[Chorus]
[Lil Boosie]
W-E-T-H-E-B-E-S-T DJ Khaled (we the best)
W-E-T-H-E-B-E-S-T (DJ Khaled) That's me!
W-E-T-H-E-B-E-S-T DJ
get it in
Boosie Badazz, Rich Homie, we out
Of here again, again, again
Bitches ain't shit, they ain't loyal
They'll fuck you and fuck your partner
Then
that tattletale
By the time you dress me out, I'ma be in that Maybach
I smoke that cookie dough, I drink that Actavis
My life a video, I'mma let you
blind deaf or crazy baby
playboy you can believe that
{B.G.}
How you luv it now playboy? Manny Fresh on the motherfuckin tracks boy.
{DJ
to chill
Like nigga you doing too much
But Guess What
Heyyyyy
She love this shit
& Guess What
Heyyyyyyy
I Luv that bitch
Oh yes I'm rude bout it
When I pull
Youngin up blick said you reap what you sow
Lil folks box in got no where to go
Youngin feed 10 said that’s for bro
Crazy his daddy sent the hit
I wonder
I die
I'll always be right there by your side
Think that I won't understand, how bout you give me a try
Cause I love you son, there's no reason you
ya last nigga cause his ass was too petty
If ya baby daddy left ya
Raised ya kids on ya own
And you need a real nigga put my numba in ya phone
If
to the Cho I done ran through more hoes
Than lil Stanley Zero Tiger Woods and Jack Nichols (Go)
Shoot my lil shot I ain't missing that missile
Walk in your
Please believe me I’m knee deep in this shit
I know u can’t stand me but yo baby mama interested
The Midwest luv me from chiraq to detroit
Shout out
and chippew
Like rite Infront the park
Ian know wat gangsta was
Aquintis Griffin laying law
Den I ran to boosie
Know he kept his toolie by his drawls
I
(cause these are the days)
(ballin, we gon' hold on)
[Trick Daddy]
And I remember back in the days, if you ain't like a nigga
You let him know, then
I'm in a world where I'm surrounded by my enemies (Damn)
Niggas hate but love my style I call em frienemies
Heard you claim to be my bro, you ain't
you down with it ill puff witchu
You can learn later don’t worry i’ll teach you
Its a lil creepy yeah i know but i must witchu !!DO DA DAMN THANG!!
Burn
And the day I die, I bet lil' Jon goin' down in history
'Cause I've been solo, ridin' dolo, I've been stuntin'
No, hoe, it's a no-go, I don't want you (yeah)
still keep dis 1 n if you got love fo yo watch yo nigga you can let dem slip I'm tellin you dis you go miss him
I luv ol girl but been a minute sense I
it day
Nigga showed up at my court date, gang, gang gang
Wanna ride in a hearse lil nigga? (uh-uh, gang, gang gang)
You wanna die about a verse lil
of discussion
Uh,nigga fuckin nigga we can line it up
Pu$ha inc the squad it's to late for you to sign up
Bitch boy yea I'm rich boy got the boosie fade
tell by da nails
Luv is blind so i wrote it braille
She still get da D don't kare if she fail
Fly like a bird bad lil bitch she always get on my nerve
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