Lyrics:
[Boosie:]
Lil boosie bad ass and I wanna know if you a do it
again baby girl, you know what I'm talkin bout,
if you a press rewind if I ain't have
at 11: 00 y'all was
Leavin' 6: 00 in the mornin'
Cause them underage bitches had to be
To school by 8: 00
My belt always a lil' loose
To get a handgun
the pain (say that)
through all the rumors god still blessin boosie (fuckin right)
fuck a nigga god protected lil boosie
will a pussy nigga shoot me his
Say P, man the other day foolin' at the club
Mane wit this broad or whateva
I walk in see her talkin' to some dude or whateva
You know what I'm
scrollin' through my fuckin' phone Every day I see some trolls, they tryna play with me Look up from that cellphone and I got that
five-o behind me They run
hottie
Got it goin' on every time she get it started
She a good time she the life of the party
Boo thang she look good in my chain
Oh yeah she my boo thang
circles man
Sometimes I feel like, feel like I'm goin' in circles man
Damn, if you a man put some muthafuckin' food on the table
That's what she said
bank take lil' bank'
Flood it like Katrina, make sure that your ship sank
You would think money's growin' on trees
The way your boy run through
let's take flight
Throw the beat on let's get right
Ain't nun but a lil wet wet
Boy that thang gone change yo change life
Shit all good in the day
they be robbing
As long as Big Boi's still living, never standing by my lonesome
Step up nigga, if you want some
Ain't no thang but a chicken wang
floor
It's bout to crack now layin on my back now
She shook one cheek at a time den dropped it back down
I'm goin through a game
I never knew they name
where, you could be in Russia I'ma touch ya
Vocal assassin, motivated by cash
Shoot for the loot, brownies and black mags
Don't stop, keep goin' don't
Yeah..
'Pac, Dat Nigga Daz (yeah) Kurupt
All up in this bitch
Don't stop, keep goin
Don't stop, keep goin
Don't stop, keep goin
Don't stop,
can’t hold me back
Look me in my eyes don’t tell me no lies tell me are you gone hold me down
Goin thru some thangs and you help me get my mind off that
nigga
I do it big nigga
I do it big nigga
I do it big
Lil Boosie do it big boy
Feel this here, check this out
Look
I smoke, I drank, I tote
sippin gin, and toking off of blunts
gettin higher than the sky, don't ask why
young G's from the hood trying to get by
rollin through my hood, rollin
I'm comin thru, want you bout to show you why
I got the game from the pimps and players
You goin feel me, baby when I get there
I'm a give you what
I'm comin thru, want you bout to show you why
I got the game from the pimps and players
You goin feel me, baby when I get there
I'm a give you what
comes back up like some acid reflux
Or a Michael Jackson jacket with some plastic zippers
I was zippin' through the city and I don't give a fuck
1994
pertain to what I’m ‘tryna talk about
Ay’ lets go (Yeah yeah)
[Verse 1]
Uh, I can’t really fathom all the shit that I been through
And it’s some things
And niggas slidin' with them sticks
Through your whole section
Bitch we thuggin' in my city
Really step on steppers
And niggas gone off H and hoes goin' extra
girl, what ya want
I put that on God, you fine
I’m a put you by my side
We goin’ state by state
Drenched in white, you sanctified
¿Qué Pasa, bebé?
You
buryin' my thug passion
I heard it's the bomb
And you got it goin' on
Give me some of your thug passion, baby (thug passion)
You got me drippin' wet
shit out
Vision impaired, Helen Keller
Can't see these niggas money in the way
Can't hear a thang, niggas muted by paper chase
This ain't Tadoma ion
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