Lyrics:
NFTs buy the shop
Back on my bullshit
Slapping them like I'm lil boosie
Nothing funny this ain't Druski
I Rap and sing call me Tuneshi
I do it myself
tea, potato salad, stir it heavy, ooh, ooh, ooh)
Made by my Uncle Darryl (ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ooh)
Love my family
(Everywhere we go, we gon'
who fix me breakfast for dinner
who won't fuss when I get home just let go up in her
that's what I'm lookin for
a girl who far from a rookie bra
but she
I got me a boost
Now I'm feeling a lil faded like that nigga lil boosie
Bro the teck and the K and the uzi, so do not play with my name ya lil goofy
Now I'm feeling a lil faded like that nigga lil boosie
Bro the teck and the K and the uzi, so do not play with my name ya lil goofy
Got a bad bitch
So we took the fuckin' ceiling off
Lil Wayne, DJ Khaled
No Ceilings 3, B-Side
Another one, 'pon your head
Five white girls but they not Spice
girls, new girls, go girl
Love from so many girls, old girls, new girls, go girl
There's been so many girls, old girls, new girls, go girl
Love from so
you down like me and Boosie
Fuck that nigga, my middle finger up
Fuck a rap nigga, you just want a singer, huh?
I'm with this shit and you love it
Go
to your block and you know that we dumping
Sippin' some fake shit go to your stomach
Uppin' that fye, yeah it turn him to nothing
Fucking your girl while
smoke again
Ayo, who's that, it's Lil EZ
Back from the dead, eggs over easy all over his head
I can cook you an omelette and shove it down your throat
a "Hemi"
I'm the V-12 in that 760, you niggas bitches
We real niggas with G-codes
We love to go in beast mode
We thuggin', we all got bread so if we fall
G-codes
We love to go in beast mode
We thuggin', we all got bread so if we fall we the crutches
We the do'do in the dutches
I'm the photo in the camera,
a "Hemi"
I'm the V-12 in that 760, you niggas bitches
We real niggas with G-codes
We love to go in beast mode
We thuggin', we all got bread so if we fall
my head to my toes clean
I ain't comin' to your party if my girl can't enter
I ain't listenin' to shit if DJ Earl ain't spinnin'
My pants gotta
hoes
Spit the same game, plus we wear each other clothes
On the rode they be wit me city to city
They watch my every move quick cause lil boosie loss
yes
With a fat ass and good pussy and fine neck
Yes and I'm having my way don't
Care 'bout all that text
Just tell me how much it cost
There go 'head
(whoa, no) (yeah)
Damn I'm so choosy
We make the movie shoot, aye (ooh)
We need the Uzi loot (yeah)
Yeah I go stupid bitch (stupid)
Groovy like Q lil bitch
Aw
Ayyyeee, come on
Ahh
Yeahh, aye
I put a dick in a Glock and I make sure it bust
I put this shit it ya guts
I like my bitches like us with a lil bit
I killed it
I'm married to money, that's facts
All these niggas got cap in they rap (Cap)
Put the bag on your head, that's a wrap
Snack i get
with white girls
Boosie, why? 'Cause they set ya up
You need to call your cousin Trell, tell him get back on the road
You know everybody love that
yeah, baby
Mmm, go 'head, bring your friends if you like, baby (yeah)
Mmm, get a brand new Benz, make it white, baby (yeah)
Mmm, run you up a M
you down like me and Boosie
F*** that n****, my middle finger up
F*** a rap n****, you just want a singer, huh?
I'm with this s*** and you love it
Go
tail, or go against the guys
Rest in peace to Hi, and everybody gone dub-dub, middle finger to the motherfuckin' sky
You a petty lil' bitch, you a petty
Now I'm the rapper these muthafuckas won't forget
Boosie
Niggas salted my name
They throwin' curves and they slurred
If you talkin' to them girls you
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