Lyrics:
fuck your wristwatch
Pause, let it stop, hope we get by
Bye when I zoom, let it vroom
'Bout a hundred goons with a fume, better let it [?]
A hundred
hitter
Whoa whoa
Not ya average so the rep lil realer
Whoa whoa
I been the good guy
Now its time to be a villain
Whoa whoa
Lil bad bih
Make the check lil
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
Yeah, yeah, yeah
My twizzy gon' lose it, pull out the lil' Uzi (damn, Trgc made that?)
Make hits, slidin' like Toosie, get bread like Lil' Boosie
drop i hear the doctor hollin surgery my last chance to try and make it thru dis murder please
Then i heard flat line and i woke up sweatin
I tried
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
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
seen a man cry till you seen a man die
That real faith shit that make you go spray shit
They holla romeo and bow wow but what about Lil' Boosie
I want
'm hungry, I still got the juice (uh)
You set it off like Cleo, I set it off like Boosie
Uh, yeah, baller alert (haan)
Lil' biddy bitch I don't call her
Eyes red I'm full of that loud
Bad Azz like Lil Boosie
Acting out like that Bad Azz dvd the one I catch on YouTube
Counting money by the blue , blues
on like Trukfit
I know Lil Wayne, I know Lil Reese
I know Lil Herb, I know Lil Keef
I know Lil Boosie, that nigga free like this ass whooping
Come fuck with
I came up to solid ain't going out plaid
I'm pulling up swerving like Boosie and Webbie
If I stop its a carwash I'm feeling like Kevin
Ain't gone call
To let me drop her off by this nigga
Off the river
She ridin with me thinkin that it's cool and shit
She don't think I know that she let her live
dangerous, honey
I want you, baby, huh (I want you, baby)
But it's dangerous, darling
Welcome to the Boosie Blues Cafe
Boosie
Hell nah, I ain't weird, But I want money like Lil Uzi
Shit its hard to make it out the South End of, Seattle
I just wanna ball like KP, but I
now, Pac, but still ain't got more
It's crazy (his name Obama)
I just wish I had some time to make a hit with you
My oldest daughter Ivy said, "daddy,
miss use it your nigga pussy yea
A Whole lot of dope money machines is all that i ever hope
Got me feeling woozy
Jamming to Boosie
Got me a Toolie yeah
money gon' and make more money
You gon' be like me in the drive ,nigga
Hot boy, hot wit it (Boosie Badazz)
I'm hot wit it (hot wit it)
I'm up now,
hitman foolish just like Boosie's screaming five who next
I question God I lost lil Savage never said he leaving
I cried so hard that prolly first time
to the yard
Dead but you won't get a cent from me
But you can get a good ass kickin for free, punk bitch!
[Chorus]
[Verse Three: Lil' Boosie]
Now when I
a cell, but I'm home now
I done made it through the struggle
Now I'm goin' viral
Lil' homie on his dick
He 'bout to go en route
He just tinted up
Truth
Adios Lil Mama I Need A Dime
Sumthin Red Thick And Fine
Get On Top And Make It Grind
Im Iced Out No Herringbone
Check Out My Ringtone
Check Out My
and play your part
I'm Sauce
Drop out when I'm woozy (yeah)
Low fade, took a Boosie (woo)
Treasure time for the booty (it's lit)
She make it slow,
lets spin
Yea lets spin
I got a slime bitch she bad and bougie
My run it up bitch said she want some blue cheese
I got hits on his head like boosie
I
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