Lyrics:
Move
You In the way b**** watch out
You know it's one in the head, whenever you see him pop out with the Glock out
Youngin' stay with his drum, he
Hey Lil momma yeah I like your style
Got to pretty round thing make the crowd go wild
Yeah I like the way you move no time for clowns
Keep it real
to fuck wit' em
Betting on a nigga I'mma go and get it
And if I set it on a nigga you can bet that I'mma go and hit it
These the laws that we live by
no picks and chooses
Cuz I hits and lose 'em
And go to the hotel and switch for ruggy
Like a hot, spicy, fire, project girl ta duck wit me
I'm so
Miss Miss Miss Money Boosie badazz Miss Money boosie Badazz lets get it boy
nah them aint my negas them aint my a ones them aint them played in
Keep yo head up lil nigga
Betta get yo bread lil nigga
Gotta keep yo head up lil nigga Betta get yo bread up lil nigga
You better
You better
You better
This for every real nigga lost a friend, this for my nigga dead
For the FEMA store, the track life babies who let that nina go
For the Brookstown head
So nasty
Hahaha
Damn, she a lil nasty girl
Yeah, she a lil nasty girl
My lil nasty girl
Yeah, she a lil nasty girl
My lil nasty girl
Yeah, she a lil
dirt and leave some evidence you stupid
I ain't gon lie I spent so much on this ice I feel stupid
I might go and get a diamond on my head like Lil Uzi
head
I don't care, I paint the town red (walk on by)
Bitch, I said what I said
I'd rather be famous instead (walk on by)
I let all that get to my head
I
they phone
They be like, "Yeah" (that's my shit) when they song come on
Leave the club kinda early cause they gotta go to work (bye girl)
I mess wit'
horns on top of my head, it look like Satan, huh? (Nigga, what?)
Got boy and girl, child, that Sheneneh, huh?
Lil'-ass niggas tryna ball like me so
twenty-four
I peeped you from across the room
Pretty little body, dancin' like go-go, ayy
And you are unforgettable
I need to get you alone
Ooh, why not?
Lil' Jesus?
(Fuck niggas talkin' 'bout)
Look at the flick of my wrist woo, yeah
(It don't matter though
I'ma go right around 'em)
Look at the bitch that
Started with a nickel rock and got a triple beam
What you want, code red, you the Feds
Put this pistol to your head, it's time to go to bed
On account of I
Started with a nickel rock and got a triple beam
What you want, code red, you the Feds
Put this pistol to your head, it's time to go to bed
On account of I
like bye you
If I hit a bitch twice and she see me out in public tryna speak Ima walk right by you
Imma head down to Texas fore a nigga hit Houston, imma
just dove into that water
Head first off my lil' bitch yacht
Won't sit and watch, I go and get
My bitch get mad and throw a fit
This bitch mad cause
falling for me like she gone drown
Step in the pool, and let your hair down
We play by different rules, get a head count
Turn up the music go ahead
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
the street
Ever front on him (yeah) that's how you get popped
(Girl) lil' shorty wop (wop) fatty and she hot (hot)
Young thuggin' in the street, givin' up
industry need me, ya girl wanna fuck me
Say she seen me on tha' tv, me, Foxx, Head, Boosie you know how we be
Bet was trippin' say we smell like a big
attorney, go ahead and free Lil Boosie (Boosie)
B.I.G was alive, everybody need some juicy (right)
Tell me the difference between Suge and Puff
While you
out the college
Just left Macfarland bout to head to Alberta
Bout to make a few plays bruh you know that I'll serve ya
Mood on Lil Boosie cause we
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