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on some Lil Boosie shit
I'm tired of your complications and your foolishness
Intimidated by the one I chose to call my wife
But when I needed you, you

Face Down

Mustard

10 Summers

2014

a lil nigga, but I'm a big tipper
'Cause it ain't nothin' to me, but you gotta work for it
Grind, grindin' on that wood, you got a surfboard

I got

Go on and get ya' camera phone on, it's a photo shoot
It's a photoshoot
Girl, it's a photoshoot
Girl, it's a photoshoot
Girl, it's a photoshoot

found by the trashman
Gang we don't bang we just slanging cutters
Start to stink when shit get deep we come from the gutter
Feel like boosie in 06 u don't

you might not make it
Im being real this isn't fair (yeah)

And you get em how you lose em
Damn ain't that shit the truth
Gotta set it off and show

Swerve

Lil' Boosie

Hustle & Flow

2005

[Verse 1]
You might catch me on the interstate (I10)
Actin' bad, ho's hollerin' there he go
Who? Boosie bad ass
And these fools know I keep that thing

Pleazer

Tyga

The Gold Album: 18th Dynasty

2015

wit' long-ass nails
To scratch a nigga back and cook my meals
I got Gs on the block, bitches on the cock
It ain't a house party 'til somebody get shot

wit' long-ass nails
To scratch a nigga back and cook my meals
I got Gs on the block, bitches on the cock
It ain't a house party 'til somebody get shot

streets a fix, (Lets get it)
Gotta keep mines on me kuz i rather be judged than carry by six, (Facts)
Am riding thru the opp block wit a flat but we ain't

these riches
What Lil Boosie said
I need bankrolls on bankrolls yeah
And you know what Lafee said
No I can't go, yeah I can't go yeah
If you ain't gotta

I missed alot of things just
After I ran by them
You smoking on shit you shouldn't boy
I hope you get that
This bitch don't love you boy
I hope you

My N***A

Lil' Boosie

Bad Azz

2006

on the trampoline
Trippin off that purple haze, tryin get it off
Gotta find a junkie
At the bottom mad dog
All fights was crowd fights, coming up in the streets

grxxvin w my hogs
Gotta keep a tool
When I be moving through the crowd
Feel like Boosie boo 
I made a juvie wipe me down
I’m frm murder ville 
Bitch it get

condiments
I just get hotter and hotter I'm climbing and climbing up I think I need a thermometer
Bitch I'm not rapping I'm vomiting you know what time it is

understand 
Damn
Tryna fly by for the weekend
I ain’t got time but to beat it 
Now I got her cryin like “Why is the reason?”
Gotta up by 5 for the meetin’

or a stout, rollin' up by the ounce (that sack)
I gotta get it and go (go)
I pick up my whip then I roll (?)
Valentino on my sneaks, yeah, camoflauge right

(Let’s go)

Did it by myself, huh (Myself)
Did it on my own, ooh (Own)
Did it by myself, huh (Lil bitch)
Did it on my own, ooh (Let's go)
Niggas think they

since the cash came

Look, eat dick like she Pac-Man
Bitch, you can get the dick, not the last name
Ayy, game time, we in the field with it
Lil' bitch got

know once I get that cooch then it's time to go

Corny grab another digi bitch it's on the flow
I got a plan plan while I'm still by the stove
You can't

turnt' and ratchet all my life, I might get a Boosie fade
Wake up and count white men, grab the blick and start my day

Come on, what else I gotta say

like Webb and Boosie
What we do gotta keep it under droppin bombs in the summer
She tryin kick it like a punter but Lil Homi can not love her
Ask my name

a stingray
Soft topped her
Babe Ruth knocked the socks off her
No softball, I'm an outlaw
You a cornball, like a hot sauce
Yeah, gotta lil' packed out
I

bitch with a tan like
Sucking me up by the lake
I can't relate lil nigga no I
I can't relate lil nigga say I
I can't relate lil nigga no i
I can't relate

the tree
Stand up guy homie, better find a seat
Is it real I guess that's something you gotta die to see
I never gave a F, gotta keep it G
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